False Purpose

7.45 AM

Requiring food I’ll have to go to Bermagui or Bega today, which gives me something to do and therefore a false sense of purpose.

I might paint for a few hours beforehand.

No one stopped over, here at hilltop Quaama. Very damp landscape to wake to. Actually woke at 2 15AM and listened to radio, couldn’t turn the damn thing off without glasses and sparked another sleepless passage.

I’m really just counting out the days right now. Christmas to New Years and their relevant weekends are the worst for me. I need to reduce everything to the task of getting through the period.

So it’s not long now. Three more nights, storage opens and I can hopefully finish with the idiotic Bluetti and get away properly.

UPDATE 2.45 PM

Back at Quaama. Today: shower at the bush spot near Bermy turn off, then into Bermagui. Groceries. Down to Cuttagee after the lookout. Faffed around the whole time. Lunch at Cuttagee.

Back to Cobargo where I checked out the field on which the Dolphins I coached beat Cobargo in the Grand Final. Good memories.

Then low blood sugar after lunch, unusually. Took food nibbles but no good. Stopped at Cobargo pub until it came good, had coke no sugar.

Months ago I put $10 into the pokies at BBay Ex Services and took out $40. Today I put that 40 into Cobargo and won two jackpots and took out 200. Could have easily been a lot more. I got out of there. I’ve known for days I’d win.

Photos from the day.