Goodness Me

Goodness me, I have nothing to report!

Oh, I had a check up xray for my wrist yesterday and was told it still looks a bit broken and that I will probably have my cast on for 'maybe a month or two weeks' :( boo! I'm getting pretty sick of feeling clunky and never 100% clean thesedays. Also sick of telling people the story and being told that at least I did it with style, which is so not the case. Quite the contrary, in fact. I have no style or coordination, hence me not being able to balance on my two feet and falling off of a pier. It's getting so much less funny.

Today Catchmate and I went and had a coffee at Leroy, met a couple of adorable dogs, and talked about where we'd like to retire. I know that I definitely want to be near the beach. I really like the fact that I grew up on the beach and I like the idea of 'growing down' on the beach too. And if my choice of house for retirement was to indicate the success of my career, I'd like it to be a gorgeous little cottage or upstairs-downstairs woody shack. Either in st kilda, or Byron bay, maybe on the gold coast. Who knows? And I will definitely be getting a little doggy. Ahhh I wonder, I wonder.

Ok.