Cough Cough Cough

Rough night last night, both Sarah and I were up for half the night with coughs.  I was fine when I went to bed, but about 11pm woke up with a super annoying cough.  After a while I moved into the spare room because I was pretty sure I'd be keeping Sarah awake with all the coughing.

Had a good weekend, though the weather was pretty average.  Saturday morning flew around the house getting it nice and clean because Beth's friend Gwen came over for a playdate.  The two girls had a great time playing with Effy the Unicorn, drawing and just generally having fun.  Theo even ran around a played with them, but not really the same thing.

After Gwen left it was time for Theo to go swimming, he did a pretty good job too until he saw Adrian (Uncle Adrian! Uncle Adrian!) and then he couldn't really concentrate after that.  After swimming we came home, I cooked burgers and then it was bedtime for everyone.

Sunday we went out to the Farmer's Market, then came home.  Then I took the kids into town to pickup the fake Christmas Tree I'd bought on Friday from Farmers.  I was in the shop on Facebook Messenger Video with Sarah going between two trees and trying to choose one.  Once I'd finally picked it I had to lug it from Farmers back to work.  Only ~500 metres but it's a huge huge box!  Anyway Sunday morning we zipped into work to pick it up, Beth and Theo very excited to be a Daddy's work.  I remember how exciting it used to be to visit Dad's work when we were little, even now when I'm in Hobart I always think about it when I walk past the building.  Even though he moved offices about 5-6 times after that, that was always the first place "Dad worked" so I'll never forget the building.

Anyway, we got the tree from the office to the car, very big thanks to the two lovely people who helped carry the tree over the pedestrian crossings while I got the kids over them.  Then I opened the boot of the car and put the Christmas tree in.  Oh no I didn't, because the damn thing wouldn't fit.  By now big grey clouds had arrived overhead and it was blowing a freezing gale.  Crap, what could I do?  Walk the kids and the tree all the way back to the office?  No.  Try and fit in the front? It wasn't going to work.  Put one of the kids in the front seat with their carseat? Highly illegal.  Wait! Roofracks! Thankfully the rope I have always carried around "just in case" was still in the just in case place.  So I managed to tie this big box onto the roof, not very well because it's a big rectangular box and the roofracks don't really do much to stop it sliding forward.  Anyway we drove home slowly and managed to get it home in one piece.  Tried to put Theo to sleep but he wasn't having a bar of it, so got him up and they both helped to decorate the new plastic tree.

So now we have a lovely (fake) Christmas tree up and it's not even December yet.  Looks amazing though and isn't going to drop crap on the ground or need watering or throwing away at the end.

And that's about it, I think.  Sarah is still recovering well, bruises are going down slowly.  Healing up nicely so still quite sore (As to be expected!)

Now I'm going to bed because we both had a crap night last night and now it's evening we both have this stupid cough coming back to haunt us. Argggh!

Tim