I’m constantly intrigued by the realisation (my own) that when things are busy, there is nothing to post about. I wrote a post yesterday, read it back and thought man, that is sooooo boring! But when things are just average, there are always hilarious stories to tell. Go figure!

Anyway, I finally have some things to report: Miss M and I checked out a house last night, and it seems pretty damn good. Now it’s all down to James as to whether he feels he could live there comfortably with an older sister and eight year old niece (plus cat & dog). I’ll know sometime between 11-11.30am tomorrow.

Before seeing the house, we’re going to talk to the bank. I’ve never had much to do with banks or lawyers before, now I’m happily discussing Section 32’s, making appointments, asking hard questions of real estate agents … disturbing, really.

My gorgeous friend Jo is in town from LA, and we had lunch at Camy today. It’s been “renovated”, which seems to be code for moving the tea urn to the other end of the restaurant. Don’t know if that took the six months it appeared to be closed for, but if it did, I’m happy we didn’t buy that warehouse shell and build into it. Jo has just finished training as a yoga teacher, so we shot the breeze about classes, and now I have to go out and buy this month’s Vanity Fair which has a huge spread on LA’s most famous yoga gurus, one of whom teaches just down the road from Jo.

I made a fantastic aromatherapy blend to wear as perfume yesterday, with lots of ginger and citrus. Quite wonderful. It especially came in handy when the tram I was on today became redolent with the smell of a very unsavoury human being who stood right in the doorway and thus in a strong breeze.

So no doubt the upshot of the house will be written about here within the next couple of days. Happily, whichever way it goes, I’m feeling well adjusted.

Today I’m loving: Tea. I’m sure my coffee machine is feeling rejected.