Had a nasty dream last night that’s left me in a really bad mood today… ugh. You know the kind of dream that exists purely to make you feel bad about yourself? It was one of them…
Had to do a load of laundry this morning and Tessica ran out onto the porch only to start playing with something that looked like a piece of bark? Then it moved… it was a baby frog (actually more likely a cane toad…) I picked Tessie up and dropped her inside and tried to rescue the little critter, but it was too stupid to climb/jump onto the dustpan - it was busy trying to jump through the mesh screen… in the end I managed to get it on there and I took it over to the yard gate and released it, only to come back and see two MORE of the little buggers on the porch doing the same thing… rescued them all and left Tessica inside. I hope we don’t get any more of them - they’re really cute when they’re that little, but cane toads are poisonous to cats and dogs.
They had the perfect armchair for John at the Salvation Army thrift store on the weekend… one of those ‘extra-wide’ ones that even he had room to move in. They actually had two, and I would have loved to buy them - but they wanted $150 EACH. Ugh… no chairs for us… we really need a full-sized sofa but they didn’t have anything suitable and we can’t afford it anyway. If we had the money I’d have a proper full-sized sofa in the lounge and a nice loveseat in the bedroom. We’re going to have to turn the bedroom on its head when we put the curtains up anyway…
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