Looked at the clock this morning and it’s only 612am.

It’s Saturday for goodness sake and I’m bright awake. Well not really but I need to be up. If I go back to sleep I’ll end up a zombie.


I’ve done a naughty. Having Nutella on toast. What I really should have done is make my own. Buy some hazelnut paste and melt some chocolate. Was tempted to buy the paste the other day and well when am I going to get around to do it ?

Last night saw hubby flipping through the cars guide. Told him I’m happy with my car. He was more realistic , it’s going to break down one day and you’ll need a new one.

The thing is I love my car. It gets me from A to B and it has double AC. It’s a smooth ride and it zooms when I press on the accelerator . 

The reality of it is it’s 14 years old. It’s done over 230,000kms and probably on its last leg. Though my colleague have told me his old car did 300,000kms and is still going .

We got the car when I had our third kid. She threw the spanner in the works as our 4wd couldn’t fit three baby seats comfortably. Back then petrol was getting to be very expensive. A fill up costed about $100 each time so we decided to trade it in and buy my car.

Anyhow I love it as we’ve had it the longest out of all of our cars. Mind you hubby is an absolute car nut. I’ve known him for 27 years, married for 23 and we are up to our 15-16th car. And that was only slowed down because he turned his attention to his boat and his motorbike.

I’d hate to see it go. What I can’t put up with is hubby inspecting my car at intervals to see if I’ve dented it or scratched it in any way. He does it now and then and shakes his head. Not again? 

I hate to imagine what he’ll say if I did it to a spanking new car? I’d never hear the end of it. 

One good thing if I get a new one I’m going to ask for a small 4WD . That way I can get to the nude beach without worrying about my car falling apart 😂