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21 December 2014 @ 08:49 pm
Winding down  
Work has been insanely busy; it's amazing how many people buy a new house in spring and want to be in before Christmas. But the mad rush is over, things are starting to get a lot quieter, and half our staff will be on holidays for the next couple of weeks. It will be nice over the next few days to actually take a lunch break and not have to worry about the work piling up.

Got all the gift wrapping out of the way yesterday with the help of my two assistants:
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Very helpful :-)

Today I merely pottered around the house. Probably just as well, too, after a very late night celebrating my sister's purchase of an investment property. Her hubby bailed early as he'd had a big day but D and I partied on a fair while longer. There may have been champagne. And sauv blanc. The night culminated in a raid on a frangipani tree in the park accompanied by my sister, who managed to fall over and scrape her knee pretty badly. I was tugging on her arm trying to help her up, muttering "get up, get up!" and worried that someone would see us. Which at 3.30am was probably not too likely. Anyone watching us though would have been laughing fit to kill; two middle aged ladies on a secret mission to steal a branch off a tree in the wee smalls. We live for danger! *g*

Potted my ill-gotten gain today. I hope it takes; it's a pretty pink one and I'd like to have it growing in my yard.
Current Mood: relaxedrelaxed
a honeyed wine at night: leafy drinkmoonlightmead on December 21st, 2014 12:29 pm (UTC)
Youth of today, I dunno :)

See, while theoretically I am not sure I should approve of tiddly efforts at vegetation propagation, I am unreasonably entertained by your small hours escapade, and hope your sister counts a grazed knee as entirely reasonable payment for a good night!

You realise, once it is growing, she will be able to point at it and remind you, in histrionic tones, 'That bush is nourished by my blood, you know, my blood...'
miwahni: Firefly Not taking you seriouslymiwahni on December 22nd, 2014 11:26 am (UTC)
You realise, once it is growing, she will be able to point at it and remind you, in histrionic tones, 'That bush is nourished by my blood, you know, my blood...'
Hee! And I don't doubt for a minute that she will.

And she's the older sister. She's supposed to be the sensible one, not my enabler.
Strike while the irony is hot: XMAS: BODIE N/Ndraycevixen on December 21st, 2014 04:10 pm (UTC)

Spring and Christmas? I was about to say it takes nowhere near that long in the US and then I remembered Christmas is in summer for you. :D

If your cats just laid there while you wrapped rather than getting in the way and stealing the ribbon I'd say they were very helpful on the cat scale of helpfulness.

I hope it takes too 'cos it's always nice to have plants with an accompanying story. :D
miwahni: Random Snowflakemiwahni on December 22nd, 2014 11:29 am (UTC)
They're Birmans, all they do is lie around looking decorative.
Now Ziggy on the other hand would have stolen the sticky tape, clawed the wrapping paper and chewed the gifts. There's a reason that he's been relegated to the downstairs living area for the duration.

Christmas to me means 30C+ days, lounging in the shade, cicadas, and impromptu backyard cricket matches. One day I'd like to experience a white Christmas, though.
nerthusnerthus on December 21st, 2014 05:36 pm (UTC)
Ha, ĺiving dangerously, I see!
miwahni: B7 Avon Rebelmiwahni on December 22nd, 2014 11:29 am (UTC)
On the edge, we are! *g*