Bushfire at Peters Road

It's been one hell of a tough start to 2009.  First, a complete clean of our house was needed to remove some mould.  This means emptying the house, and then the chemical warfare guys come in and scrub the place down with vinegar, and vacuum the bejeezus out of the carpets.

Following that I cracked a rib at a mates go-karting bucks night (but I won).  Then, a week layup due to a chest infection as a result.

Next, I came down with salmonella poisoning, which necessitated a week in hospital, a 10kg weight loss, and then another week recovery (loss of three weeks work - and pay - OUCH).  By the way - I blame Nic for this - first, I wanted fish and chips - she insisted on roast chicken.  I suggested she get it from the charcoal chicken shop across the road, she went to the Belgrave Safeway.  Finally, when we sat down to eat it - she said she wasn't hungry - so I ate the whole thing!  (If she's not hungry - LET ME HAVE MY FISH AND CHIPS!)  So - no matter what happened - I was destined to get food poisoning.

And if that's not enough, I've got to deal with issues at work, a temporary house move to Elwood, and renovations.  Good grief.

Last of all, some idiot lit a fire a few days after Black Saturday at the end of our street - quite literally, nine houses away.

I still have to retrospectively post our New Zealand trip too.