You know it's going to be a bad week when you go to sit on the toilet on Monday morning and find a dead mouse floating in it. I was absolutely horrified and spent the entire day avoiding the area, worrying about how on earth I was going to get it out - or worse, how much I was going to have to pay Ali to get it out. Finally he returned home from school and I explained my dreadful predicament to him. He rolled his eyes as usual, then cool as a cucumber wandered off to the smallest room in the house and flushed the toilet. 'Don't worry Mum, that one's a freebie. I didn't have to touch it' he said, quite matter-of-factly.
My little hero! In fact, he's been a bit of a star all week. First he sorted out some nasty school bullies who were picking on a younger friend and reported them to a teacher two days in a row until they had to take notice and punish the bullies severely. Then last night he and the same friend were hanging out together at the local sports ground while their big brothers had rugby training. Suddenly they came running towards me. 'There's people doing graffiti at the back of the rugby club!' they puffed. Tagging has become a bit of a problem in our area lately and while the young offenders ran off once the boys had spotted them, there was no way they were going to let them get away with it. 'We have to go to the police station and tell Constable Vance!' they insisted. So we hopped in the car and headed to the police station but there was nobody there. Not to be deterred, they pressed the button outside the door and spoke to the police operator, describing the taggers, what they were wearing and which direction they had headed. I thought that would be the end of the matter and that there wasn't much hope of catching them but not half an hour later, Constable Vance whizzed up in his police car and held up two spray cans. 'Got 'em!' he grinned at the boys. 'It's all thanks to you and your brilliant description, it really helped. Well done!' Satisfied that justice had been done, the boys couldn't wait to share their heroic tale at school this morning!
Thank goodness one of us has had a good week, mine's been a bit of a write-off on the whole. No sooner do we all get over nasty colds and viruses, than I get clobbered by a dreadful tummy bug. Today's the first time I've been online for days! Of course the timing was perfect too, as Noel has been away for the last four days. Mind you, it makes for a very frugal week when you can't eat anything. After my super-cheap week I've decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to become a hermit. I almost cried yesterday when I had to put petrol in my car and had to pay $2.09 at the local pump. It's not like we have a choice around here though, the local service station has the monopoly on petrol for miles around.
As you can imagine, after almost a week flat out on the couch watching Hugh Grant DVD's I don't have a lot to say (except that I really have to stop buying so many Hugh Grant DVD's). Thank goodness I did my pantry inventory last week. National $21 Challenge Month is just around the corner! Now if I can just get my brain to work again...