Please accept my apologies. I know it might seem like I have dropped off the face of the earth, but I am still here - albeit sore. I have had an extremely sore knee for the past few weeks, even requiring crutches for a while. It didn't help matters when I travelled to Melbourne to see NKOTBSB only to afterwards spend two hours trying to get back to our hotel after the concert. No trams, no taxis, nothing. We walked all over the place and by the time I got back to the room my knee was the size of a football. After a really crappy sleep, I had to get up early in the morning to go to the airport. I managed to fight the tears whilst limping through the huge airport. The flight was ok, and I was so relieved when I landed. But then I forgot I had to hobble all the way from the gate to the exit and down the escalators. I made it halfway, turned the corner and saw how far away the exit was and broke down in a heap in the middle of the airport. During my outburst a famous footballer walked past and stared at me strangely. Yeh thanks buddy. Keep walkin'. You can imagine how relieved I was when I saw my husband's car pull up the front. Then the waterworks really started, but I was so relieved to be home.
My step-daughter rings me up last night telling me that the NKOTBSB after-party was in the same street where we were staying. Yeh right Bec. Because I could have done with some with some extra walking and disco dancing.
I have an appointment with the specialist next month so am hopeful things will be sorted with some minor surgery.
Therefore, I have nothing to show you. No furniture - nada. As well as band rehearsals I have now landed myself a part time job so I haven't even looked in the garage for the past two weeks.
But I just wanted to say thanks for sticking around and I will be back very soon. I have a dresser I'm about to make a start on this weekend (with Mr T's help as I'm a little physically challenged at the moment).
I hope you all have a fabulous week.
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