@Zoffiel
My husband, who is a wood freak, took one look at your trailer load and began to plan how to get his truck, chainsaws and woodmill over your way. Reckons it would be worth the trip from the Kimberley. Only he would not dream of burning the timber but turn it on his wood turning lathe. You should see the beautiful bowls he turns. I swear there is not a tree that is safe in Derby. I have even lost limbs off my poincianas!
@Kiwi Angel I am having a hard time at the moment. It's exactly 12 months to when I received my diagnosis. The day, date, time and the waiting room is etched forever in my memory.
We had to cancell a holiday to New Zealand as it came smack bang in the middle of treatment. The money saved for that trip was used to fund our stay in Perth (2,300 km from home) during treatment. All gone now.
I did sewing jobs for 1 shop in town and made (please don't laugh) coffin pillows for the town's funeral business. I used to joke that the pillows were the best there is as my head was going to be on one of these one day! F**k that was a bit close to home. The earnings supplemented our pensions. Lost those 2 sewing contracts.
Anyway @"Kiwi Angel" when I am really down I bake. @onemargie's brownies recipie was tried out today (minus the baileys but with the cream). Yum, no wonder the rear is spreading. One was not enough!
@steplightly I have found journalling helpful. I have now filled 2 in a year. I love writing. Any writing. Thoughts on cancer, little sayings that have grabbed my attention, words of inspiration and just day to day thoughts and emotions. The journals could never be published. Too many poisonous mentions of people who have pissed me off!
Take care all and hang in there.