August - freezing and wet, and that's just the beginning. All around houses are teetering on the edges of the hillsides and waiting for the ground to give way, as never before. It's amazing, I think that I'm alright where I am, but the house over the road is having difficulty getting sold but it is on rather perilous looking stilts..... The upshot is the ground is giving way, and it's being felt .
And here are some more of the highlights of my month:
4 Aug: Broke one of my molars right off by eating a chip, a week later had treatment that set me back about $800NZ
7 Aug: Was making my bed and somehow, lurched forward and broke my finger - haven't got it sorted out yet, as I had just gone to the doc's for something else at $55 NZ per visit, you can't be too casual about it. So my finger looks like this right now..

It is my middle finger on t

he left hand.
It wouldn't be so bad, but what you have to understand is that I can't actually straighten it in any way, but at least the immense shooting pain has gone and it does function in some way - I can type.
8th Aug: The exhaust pipe fell off Winnie so in she went to see the motor Doctor, haven't got the bill yet, but estimate $150NZ
11th Aug: After recommendation from the doc, went to Pacific Radiology to have breast screening after painful lump appeared just before last visit to San Fran. What a horrible experience, so much for those cheery images of venerable ladies happily placing their mammaries on plates that potentially just look like they might be chilly, but what you don't see, and nobody every tells you is that then a top shelf of varying sizes, comes down and squishes you tit into a pancake. Luckily I had left it till the painful lump was reduced to just a lump, but after that and during, it was agony!!!! Apparently due to the peculiar density of my breasts (i.e. chubbiness I guess) it hurt even more as they had to be pressed harder. Why not a cylinder? Must remember that for my thesis. So that took about an hour of pushing and shoving, while mamographer and radiologist decided what they wanted, by the end of it I thought I was going to faint with pain. But then was sent in for ultrasounds. No results yet, but I am having more fantasies about just getting rid.
So that little joy amounted to $250NZ. Maybe just the beginning - I might have to wave bye bye to my PHd......
Anyway, not trying to be too depressing about all of that. i keep thinking about the creativity and courage of Jo Spence

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All the time, I'm bunged up with influenza and find myself weeping all the time, either through being bunged up or in pain, or in shock. Deep joy!
Still, only have way through the month, and my stars aren't too well aligned this month, so let's wait to see what happens.
Well, I just thought I would share that all with you.
Can't think of anything jolly to say right now - am waiting on a job interview that I had recently had, in which I don't think I particularly shined, but it would be a nice job to get as writer and publicist for art gallery here. Seem to be very nice and progressive people working there and spookily have some connections with my past existence in San Fran. I have to recognise that however that I've never got a job through an interview process, all very strange. An example of where I fell short, is that I didn't mention that I have a blog site and therefore some experience of editing on line....silly me. I long to feel motivated again, but it's just not coming.
And that dear readers, is my August , so far......