Cat sitting ... but no cat!

Greetings from my little speck of dust in the universe! If you want to understand what the title refers to you must read on!

It's Monday morning again and hubby came back on Friday after what seemed like a fun and very hot time in Wagga. I mean hot in the meteorological sense of the word. So hot that hubby got a slight heatstroke and had to leave a golf game that he had looked forward to very much and go and have a rest and a few glasses of water (oh, and a beer,  of course). This golf game was supposed to take place for those who wanted to participate after the conference was over and before everybody left. It was a nice course apparently but it was 40+ °C and anybody would have had the sense to stay out of the sun except the proverbial "mad dogs and Englishmen". Sometimes they are also fanatical golfers.

Saturday we went house hunting. It is such a stressful thing to look for rental properties here. Most of the time it is on Saturday and the time given is, e.g. 9.30-9.45, for one property, and then you have to rush over to the next, which might be from 10.00-10.15 etc, etc, and you can maybe get in three visits in the morning if you are quick and two in the afternoon if they are not too far apart. This time we concentrated on a place called Bundeena. We both like it and have friends who live there. But...and there is a big but...

It is very far or it seems very far and when there is a lot of rain you have to take an even longer route. So it is a bit isolated even though once you are there it seems lively and fun. The only rental places were unfortunately not near the beach but rather high up close to the National park and we both feared that it would feel a bit isolated. So back to more house hunting soon but not next week end because we are going to Melbourne for a niece's wedding!!

Sunday our son came to leave us his cat to look after since he has a lot of travel for work to do.....but he didn't bring the cat?!  To his defence I have to say that he hadn't forgotten it but it didn't come home the night before and after being up "since sparrow's" looking for it, he finally had to leave without it. Now we are going in to get it tonight or whenever it feels like coming back. I hope we are not in for something complicated, like having to drive an hour every night to try to "catch" it and an hour home.

Just had a call from our UK friends who are traveling around Australia. They are coming back here tomorrow, a few days earlier than expected, before they go on to New Caledonia where they are going to meet up with friends. They sounded overwhelmed with the driving distances here in Australia. I often feel the same way. You drive all day and look at the map and though you might have driven 800 or 900 km it is really nothing. It is such a BIG country.

Two weeks ago I went to two exhibitions with my friend from Melbourne who tries to come up to Sydney every time her husband has to work here.

One was at the Museum of Contemporary Art. Both M and myself enjoyed this show immensely, I mean who wouldn't when you can look that skinny.

The other was an exhibition with Francis Bacon at the Art Gallery of NSW. I must say that although I am glad I went I found his paintings a little disturbing and I felt quite sad for him as a person.