Cake

It's half past eleven on a Thursday night and I'm writing this post partly because I'm finding it tough to get any time free ( what with moving and all) and partly because I'm forced to stay up until Annabel's cake matures for her last day morning tea shout tomorrow.
Last day tomorrow. Yee---ah.
Plane leaves on Wednesday so got a lot to do beforehand but things will come right. No job or place to stay as yet but will worry about that later.
Also arranging a container to join us in Melbourne a week or so later which kind of adds to the stress a bit but hope it's all worth it.
I smell cake.