(My last blog stated I was going inactive, after much thought, I'll be active on weekends and semi-active every other day.)
My father just marched into my room and stated that we may be moving. Not town, but state too. Currently in Western Australia right now but he has decided either New South Wales or Victoria will be our future location. I was shocked to see how well he planned it at.
I was tasked to clean the backyard up so, without complaint, I did. After a while I got to a pile of various things like sharp rocks and seemingly safe leaves (And there were no shovels, yes, they were missing) and had to move them, so I went to pick them up with my left hand and after a few sharp pains, my hand was lacerated and obviously bleeding quite fast. Great safety, I know. It burns like some sort of twisted hell where your hand hurts.
In other news, a member of our schools