While Dad was busy with studying, I continued to do my exercise routine going for walks and swimming - I am feeling better each time I swim and I can tell that it's making a difference in my fitness even after doing it for only a short time.
We drove home to HB on Thursday afternoon - very uneventful - and, after dropping off some stuff at home, went downtown to grab some groceries. When we returned home, the excitement began as there was a visitor in our house - a very UNWELCOME visitor. Dad had just taken his shoes off when he looked up the hallway and exclaimed "Whoa, what's that?" I turned to look and just about jumped out of my skin. It was a SNAKE! EEEEEEK! I am deathly afraid of snakes, as you all well know! The first thing I did was call our friends, Robyn and Geoff, to see what they thought we should do and Robyn suggested we call the police to find out who would do snake removal in HB. Thankfully, Dad had had the foresight to put the names/phone numbers of three snake removalists into his phone. While Dad kept an eagle eye on the snake (who was barely twitching), I called the snake guy and asked him to come over IMMEDIATELY! Mick, the snake guy, was brilliant! He was there within twenty minutes of me calling him and removed the dreaded creature - I didn't watch it happening - I was out on the driveway (shaking). But, I did come in the house once the snake was caught. Dad watched the whole thing (yuck) and said that Mick just put this contraption over the snake's head to hold it to the ground while he checked out what kind of snake it was (it was a harmless tree snake) and then he picked it up and held it by it's tail (it was very very skinny and about 18" long) - the snake just hung there. Dad paid Mick the $80. fee and then Mick took the snake away (he said he would release it somewhere away from people). That was too much excitement for my blood!
The next morning, Dad and I went to Bunnings (like Home Depot) and got some foam door seal which Dad put around the sliding door between the house and the garage. We figure that the snake got into the garage when we opened it when we came home from Brisbane. When we were bringing our luggage in, we had removed the towel which went across the bottom of the door so no spiders could get in the house from the garage. When we had gone grocery shopping, we had forgotten to put the towel back, so we think that's house the snake got in. Dad did a great job of sealing that door, so there is no way that anything can get inside the house now. :-) Although, having said that, we did find a baby gecko (about 3" long) in our house last night, but him I can live with. :-)
Yesterday, Dad spent the day getting ready for a course he was going to be teaching in Kuala Lumpur and I spent the day cleaning up the house and I also went for a swim at our local pool. On Friday, I had bought a 20 pass card to the pool here which has no expiry date. There were quite a number of people swimming lengths which I was surprised at. I was, however, able to get a lane of my own to swim in. After doing my 30 lengths, I spoke with the girl at the kiosk about which swim clubs might be available for me to join (it's not that fun swimming on your own) - she told me about a few and I have decided to check out the one on Thursdays which is for adults who want to improve their stroke techniques. I actually want to focus on what I can do to improve my ability to swim more lengths of front crawl before I get winded. :-)
Today, about 90 minutes before we were to leave to go to the airport (Dad's flight to Kuala Lumpur departed at 5:30pm), Dad got a call from his boss to tell him that the course was cancelled. Apparently, the plane they were going to be training on had received some damage and there was going to be an investigation into the incident - while this was happening, no-one was being allowed to work/train on the plane. As you can imagine, everyone who was going to be doing the training with Dad was very upset (as was Dad's boss), but there was nothing that could be done, even though Dad's boss had made a ton of calls to see if there was another possible solution. Late last night, Dad got a call from his other boss to tell him that there was a possibility that they would be able to do the course in Melbourne instead. So, now, Dad's just waiting to find out if he will be headed off to Melbourne on Thursday - he is already scheduled to fly to Adelaide on Sunday and then directly on to Perth the following Thursday. I told Dad that his company is very fortunate that Dad is so flexible. :-)
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