The last week I have been so busy. Last Tuesday I got a phone call that my furniture would arrive earlier than expected. That was great news, but it also meant I had to hurry up a bit with the finishing touches. It meant working till late, but now at last it is finished. And the result is great. All I have to do now is wait for the furniture to come in and go to the other side of the island to buy essentials for the house.

I feel exhausted though; getting up at 5 am each morning, going to work and after work going to the beach house to work there till late. I skipped all my exercising because I figured I got enough of that with all the painting and cleaning anyway.

Please forgive me if I ramble on in this post but I am so excited and confused at the same time that I am almost tripping over my words to tell you what has happened. Remember that Lee told me on Wednesday to keep Friday night off, dress up and be ready at 6 am? Well, I had a wonderful night!

Of course I’d been constantly bugging him for more information; where are we going, are we going to a party, do I need to dress formal or informal, etc? He would not tell me a darn thing and I did not like it one bit. I guess I am one of those people that absolutely hate surprises. For two days it was all I could think about. Where on earth is he taking me to?

Before it was 6 pm I had changed my clothes a dozen times, because I didn’t know what to wear. On the phone (after ringing him again) Lee just told me to wear something beautiful. Gosh, guys can be such a help when it comes to fashion! I decided on a dress I really liked, but that I had not had the chance to wear before and on open shoes with a heel. Yes, imagine me on heels! I even put on make up for the first time in months.

For the past week I’ve been working in my new house. I have ripped out the carpets and the last few days I have been working on getting the old tiles out of the bathroom. My goodness, what a sh*tty job that is! What was I thinking to do that sort of work by myself? I should have just left it for the workers that are coming in next week. My arms are so sore and the backyard looks like a dump. But… the tiles are off and the bathroom looks horrible.

Work at the pool has been great this week. I’ve got a new boy that I am teaching. He used to be in one of the swimming classes of Joan, but it didn’t work out between the two of them. The boy is really scared of the water and I think that Joan doesn’t have the patience to teach him. His mum had come to the reception to ask her money back. You can either pay per lesson or get a package of lessons for a set price until they reach a certain level. She had bought a package, but wanted to pull him from the lessons after talking to Joan.