Phew

I'm lying here listening to the rain thinking 'Thank f for that.' The last couple of weeks have been shit, but...

The persistent pain in my back doesn't look like mets! Yay! It just looks like my pre-existing degenerative changes have really stepped up a notch. Which, when you think about it, totally sucks, but anything that isn't more cancer is good, right?

The pea sized horrible on my eye lid wasn't cancer either. It may reform, which I'm very excited about, but it's benign. 

Aaannnnd it's not going to be forty something degrees today. I was in Melbourne just heading into Southern Cross when the weather changed yesterday arvo. I wanted to stop in the middle of Collins St and wave my arms around with relief. I should have, no-one would have batted an eyelid. Of course with my luck I'd have been barrelled by a tram.

I should get up and go for a walk but there are trees down all along the road, which made getting home interesting last night. If I don't officially see them they don't exist and someone else might get stuck in and clean it all up. Though it could be firewood... Hmmm. To chainsaw or not to chainsaw, that is the question. Might need firewood now it looks like I'll survive a bit longer.