Well momentarily, that is. For about an hour and a half on Saturday, I felt like a gardnener. Or a farmer. I was tilling a plot of ground in church, to loosen the earth, smoothen it out and scatter manure soil on it. It was a working bee weekend and a lady had wanted to plant something – she couldnt decide then if it was going to be flowers or vegetables – and a few of us undertook the task of preparing the plot. It was the only thing I knew how to do.

Tress and Kiddo were in church too – cleaning the internal areas. Earlier that morning we had gone to Kew to get Kiddo’s school shoes. By the time we finished in church, sent kiddo to her class at mid day and picked her up after, it was almost 2pm. Then it was home to clean our own home. It was all done just about 4.30pm. After washing up and cooking dinner, we went to pick up a DVD – Last Legion, supposed to be a story about Roman child emperor Romulus and Caesar’s sword which became the Excalibur. Frankly it was a whisker away from a B grade flick. Colin Firth was ridiculous as a Roman general and Ben Kingsley was comical as Ambrosinus who became Merlin. Even the beautiful Aishwarya Rai couldnt save it. In fact she looked ridiculous as well, as a warrior. Not much worse than Xena but only just. What a farce. At least it was a fruitful, satisfying and relaxing day.

Tomorrow, I have to sit in for my boss in a budet and planning session. It’s going to be offsite at Port Melbourne and I am not looking forward to it. There is too much work in office and the 2-day session is going to push my work back badly. Ah well, it is all part of work, part of my very real existence.