Stress

Here I am again.

I've spent the last two days biting my nails and trying to get information of the bushfires that are raging.

Just after my last post, I found out my home town was threatened by a bush fire. I rang my parents who still live there and they knew nothing about it. This was a little worrying given the fire wasn't far from their back fence. All they could see was dust being stirred up by the gale force winds. Eventually, more information trickled through. Thankfully, no lives were lost and only a handful of homes were burnt.

Not so lucky in other parts of the state. Which is why I've been biting my nails. I realised early on I had friends and family in all the areas on fire. God bless facebook! Most of them were able to leave messages that they were safe, some I only heard from this morning.

Bush fires scare me. I remember Ash Wednesday even though I was only 6 at the time. I also remember driving through NSW in 2001 when Sydney was under threat and there being fires burning on the sides of the highway and it seems like it wasn't that long ago I was scared for my brother when Halls Gap was caught in the fires. The bush fire prevention and preparation ads from my childhood are still crystal in my mind. Benefit of growing up in the country I guess, but they don't show them anymore.

In other news, a gecko has taken up residence in my bedroom. I don't mind as he will eat mozzies. We have named him Aristotle Aloisius, Stoli for short. Stoli was last seen walking towards the window.

My little girl is at care today so it's cleaning day. YUCK! I hate housework.

Catch you later.