Sweat shopping

It's really funny that my friends all refer to my workplace as 'The Sweatshop'.  I suppose that's what it is, but I've decided to do a positive reframe (pardon the 1980's jingo).  I'm very pleased that I have a job, even if it does pay less than what I need to pay my mortgage and to also feed myself and the cats.

In order to help ends meet, I'm brewing my own alcoholic beverages.  Just put on a new brew of Coopers Ginger Beer.  The first lot is just about ready to drink as it's been sitting in its bottles for about three months now.  Must start consuming it, but I'm a bit worried about the possibly excessive alcohol content.  Ah well.  As my mother says "Suck it and see". This is marginally funny in this context as she is a teetotaller.  I'm sure she never had home brew in mind when she said this.

Today has been absolutely gorgeous.  Cat's and I have enjoyed a bit of outside time.  The best news is that there was only a little bit of madness from the dog next door. She still goes nuts at me every now and then but I can cope.  By going nuts, I don't mean the occasional bark.  I mean roaring, growling and snarling.  She would probably be a good guard dog if she had anything other than me to look at.  Unfortunately, I'm the only thing she sees.  Her owners don't spend a lot of time with her, so I suppose she's a bit bored and needs something to do.

Anyway, there is a distinct improvement in the ambience of my back yard.  Even got to mow today without too much fuss, but I'm still a little nervous about going to the compost heap.  Bloody tragic.

So here's a little bit of the back yard activity of late:

Dusty on the fence

Back to work tomorrow and I hope there is lots to do.