Things are moving...

Things are moving slowly but they are moving.
And in a strange turn against trend they are actually moving in the right direction. *Touches wood*

I have been very nervous. Too nervous to write. In my superstitious self  I didn't want to speak too soon. Writing counts too.(Well I am not all that superstitious really. I will play devils advocate with umbrellas, shoes, ladders and black cats. But saying things out loud has always made me quiver.)

In the steps we are taking for our new transition to Gnaraloo, having a dodgy vehicle was not really acceptable. You cant be way out in the middle of nowhere, on a dirt track and break down. I dont think road side assistance would do a call out for that. I think their clause is you actually have to have a road to have a road side and there fore assistance.  But being financially retarded our options were limited as was our time to procrastinate. If you have read any of this blog you will know by now how much I lurve to procrastinate.

So with a cracked head on the van, we had to jump into action. Looking at the vehicle on jacks in our drive way with half its insides missing and 2 weeks to go made me a little uneasy to say the least. My clever man has a clever friend. After rounding up quite a few very large and very expensive pieces, plus a few tiny but crucial bits too work commenced. The day for action was my birthday. I made myself a cake so I could blow out the candles and make a birthday wish. I cant tell you what it was...(did I say I wasnt too superstitious??)... but I am sure you can guess. Well by the afternoon I heard it turn over. It took 3 go's. But then the sweetest sound of an idling diesel engine. Hooray! Best birthday gift ever. Needless to say I had a few birthday wines to celebrate.

Anyhoo update again soon.