Sunday update

It's been a busy weekend. My big essay is finally ready to hand it, all I have to do is print tomorrow and I'm done for the semester (yay!)

The grey water valve that I couldn't turn off is fixed (thanks to Callum, who came and showed me what was wrong with it) and now we can turn it off if we're washing chloriney bathers or the garden's getting *too* moist.

The bay tree has been planted (yay!) and - double yay - the passionfruit vine has a flower, the blueberry bush has two (as yet green) blueberries, and the tomatoes have flowers too.

I have applied for a Monash Alumni scholarship for next year (it's $1000, and they're awarded to the top however many students from each faculty - I don't know how I compare to the other coursework postgrad students across the whole of Arts, but I'd have to be up there). I've also applied for a bursary to attend a conference next month (it's only in Melbourne, but it costs to attend) on Trends, Methodologies and Resources in Studying Medieval and Early Modern Religion and Spirituality.

Fingers crossed.

I swan 12 laps. I bought new running shoes. I freecycled stuff. We dyed a rag rug green (it looks great). I op-shopped stuff. I was nice to my grandmother (harder than it sounds) for a good three quarters of an hour. I read a book (non-uni!), walked the goggeh, glued things back together, and now I'm going to eat a roast chicken dinner (cooked by the lovely Mr H - I think *he* may be the "domestic/sex slave" in our "heteronormative" relationship) while watching Wuthering Heights (finally, we get a Sunday night costume drama again ABOUT TIME, ABC).

Once I hand in my essay tomorrow, NO UNI TIL MARCH. Hi, friends I haven't seen for months. I can now catch up with you (if indeed you remember who I am). Although, it's only no uni til March if you don't count the two essays my superviser wants me to turn into articles for submission - one needs 4000 words cut out, and the other needs 2000 words added in. Unfortunately, they are on completely different topics, and so I can not take words from one and add them to the other.

Right, I am off to sort out another bag of op shop stuff while Hugo puts the chicken on - I have decided the main reason we can't keep the house tidy is too much stuff. I am determined the house WILL BE TIDY.

Oh, and I have to give the cat her heart medicine and her blood pressure medicine. One is "palatable", the other? Not so much. It takes cunning to make her eat it.