In The Still of the Night....

....I quilt!! As an employed midwife, I work night-shift sometimes. That means 11pm till 7am I am at the maternity ward, whether there are women here or not. And I am on by myself (being a small, rural unit, we haven't much call for loads of staff). So it can get kinda lonely and just a tad BORING! Once the menial checklist tasks are done, and I've cleaned out a drawer or done something equally as industrious, I break out my sewing machine and get to it.

I used to feel a little odd. I mean, shouldn't I be working or something? What if the phone rang? But then I figured nobody would look at me funny if I was reading my book and I can jump up from my sewing machine just as fast as I can put a book down. So now I have no qualms about it.

And I get sooooo much done. Having two littles at home (sir aged 4 and madam aged 1), my quilting happens all too infrequently for my liking. Here at the hospital (I'm on night duty right now, yawn!!) I can solidly quilt for as long as I like and not get interrupted by food, toilet duties, fights..............and I get PAID!

Ok, so sometimes this place is a madhouse. Postnatal rooms full, one labour room in full swing and another lady coming in!! And then I work my little (little? who am I kidding!) butt off. But sure as eggs, if I DON'T bring in some sewing, it will be a very, very quiet night.

My New Mansion

My Dear Husband and I were having an argument a little while ago. Basically, the theme was me complaining that nothing gets done around here (we live in a half-renovated house) and that he always wants to go and work out at "the land" (we also own a block of land on which we planned to build our "dream" house on).

To cut a long story short, we decided to move out into the shed. We hope that this will achieve a few things: we can finish renovating the place we are in when we move out (MUCH easier!); we can then rent this place out (always welcome a few extra $$); we will be where we really want to be; and when we do finally have enough money to build our house, we'll be right there to oversee it.

But I don't know if I'm excited or just plain scared. "Scared?" you ask. Well, moving out to the shed means moving out to a long drop loo*. Hubby promises to build me a floor and walls in the shed at least, but the long drop will have to stay for a wee (pardon the pun!) while. What am I letting myself in for?

*(For those of you who don't know what a long drop is, think toilet with a view, fresh air and no flush button! That's a picture of my very own long drop up there.)

Ok, so I mainly created this so I could comment on other people's blogs. I'm what I would call 'computer literate' but certainly not 'computer savvy', meaning I can turn the thing on, buy things on Trademe (!) and read blogs. But posting links, making my own blog....well, that's all new to me, so 'scuse me if I look a little dense sometimes!