Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Day 931

I've taken to chugging "Gaviscon" - the deep fried drink of choice for irritable tummies and an acidic chest.  Nothing makes you feel more middle aged than having to deal with heartburn and acid indigestion.

I think I grew another ulcer during slumber last night when I dreamed that someone threw acid over Max, our beautiful blonde (and now blind) Labrador, all because he wandered out in front of a car while I was in the bank.  I won't go into the details of the dream, needless to say it was not pleasant. I took a swig of Gaviscon the moment I woke up.  I think it's time to watch what I'm eating of an evening ... might have to give the Spanish onion and capsicum a miss. These dreams are a little troubling (although would make great story-lines for a novel ....hmmmm ...)

Today we pack up from our lovely Noosa apartment and head south again.  It's time to bid farewell to the beautifully warm waters, gorgeous skies, hot sun and perfectly sifted soft sands of the Sunshine Coast. Fitting everything back into the Kia will be like a game of Tetrus, so I'll leave that to Husband, the gaming master.  My job is to pack the house, ensuring nothing is left behind and that the apartment is in bond-returning condition.  My job is also to ensure that everyone packs an overnight bag for the trip home so that the big suitcases can be slotted into the far corners of the Kia without needing to be touched until we arrive back in Canberra-ville in three days time.

Despite the bad dreams and the Gaviscon drinking conditions, I really don't want to leave Noosa.  Don't get me wrong, we have a fantastic life back home with so much to look forward to and great dreams to strive towards, but being in Noosa feels free.

For something that feels so free, it's a shame it's all so bloody expensive.

Gaviscon anyone?

1 comment :

  1. Apart from th dreams your trip sounds wonderful. Drive safe.


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