The good news…well, rather marvellous news actually, is that Goldfinch, after giving up the English mobile phone numbers he had been using, now has an Australian number. I woke up this morning to a beautiful message from him.
He is fine! He arrived safely and smoothly. He avoided excess baggage fee on all three flights. He even managed to smuggle the peanut brownies past the sniffer dogs.
I cannot tell you how happy and relieved I felt to know he is fine!
The bad news is….I have a longer working day than normal…
I have to start work at 8am….and I will be finishing work at midnight. When all I actually feel like doing is curling up on the sofa in my pyjamas and watching movies.
This is when all my efforts to be Maria Von Trapp fail and I turn into Bridget Jones!
This post was in response to the picture prompt provided by The Haunted Wordsmith: