Remembering Di

Ah - the first day back at work after a month off. And guess what? It was exactly the same as I left it. Hardly felt like I had been away at all. The same woman who comes in with LPG, but never knows what pump number it is, despite me having asked her for it twice a week for 5 years, was in again this arvo. The same bloke who tells me his odometer reading as soon as he hands me his card, even though I ask him to wait until it comes up on the screem twice a week for 5 years, was in again this arvo. The same old people, doing the same old things. *sigh*

It absolutely hammered down with rain at 4pm. The clouds had been building for an hour, but it came in a hurry. Helen rang me at 8.30pm, and told me we almost got flooded again - with all the water coming off the back road through the back of our house again. So it's back to abusing the council again. That should be fun. *sigh*

Had a lovely day with Jess and Helen again before work. Jess is growing up quick now. I am now always reminding myself to take advantage of her while she is this age, before she becomes more independent of her father. *sigh*

Today (yesterday now, of course) was the second anniversary of Di Hogan's death from cancer. I took time to remember her again today, as I do often anyway. It's hard to believe that it has been two years without her sometimes. Even last week when I walked to the bar at the Golf Club, and Bob grabbed my shoulder, I turned around to see him, and just expected Di to be with him. *sigh*