Playing Houses

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

Feefs is back! She flew in today and is spending a few days with us before taking Caro back up to Tauranga to that wedding I was supposed to go to before I found out that I had the perfect excuse not to go and was utterly gutted ha ha ha.

As you may remember.

So I was getting texts all day from Caro as to what they were up to. Mainly spending money. Caro went to the whiteware store and picked up a washer, a dryer and a fridge. 

Not that I mind. She got some good stuff at knock-down prices. And it just makes her so HAPPY. She's been just delighted these past few weeks, despite all the stress and work.

She is loving being able to plan out the house. Drawing up plans, looking at furniture catalogues and housey mags. 

As for me, I've been doing my part by looking for a new job. I already asked Smock about an increase in my hourly rate and she pretty much told me to GTF so I am back on the market. Today I met with an agent who reckons she has two potential jobs for me, at +$15 an hour. 

That's $600 a week. That'll pay for the fridge. 

So that's the plan. I make more money. Caro makes the perfect house. And I get to park my bum in it. 

I see no flaw in that plan. Bum. Parked.

S.