The satin bower bird flew across the front veranda. He has a regular route through the back veranda around the side of the house between the car and the wall and past me sitting here and into the camilla tree. I suppose building bowers on the ground he has to be good at low flying through an obstacle course. He has this personality you feel of a determined obsessive collector and arranger of the bird world. All the pieces he collects for his bower have to be blue, the colour of his beautiful eyes. He makes a lot of loud weird noises, nothing nightingale about him. 

Nice day we did aquarobics and breakfast sunday pretty good. 

One horrible shift at work me in charge and all casuals. Then the NUM says in front of everyone at the desk hows the pacer, I should have walked then I said I dont talk about it. She is such a creep, lazy incompetent. The only thing she is good at is not buying any equipment or finding any staff. Shes been in that position for over 40yrs, well she did rubbish management for a while but they dumped her back. I wish I'd walked out would have saved myself one crap evening. Very sick patient I had no time for, then ICU liaison comes around to tell me I should be doing another treatment that I have no time to do. He introduced himself and shook my hand (so I didnt hit him?). I said that is not what the doctors have ordered well they should have  he says, duh I can only do what I'm ordered to do. Supposed to be moved to general ward, getting beyond mid they'd spent all evening saying not yet. ICU did the useful at least went up to see what the hold up was (they dont want her) and low and behold they took her in a very sulky and no interest way. I didnt care so relieved,  another disaster passed down the system . I wouldnt say she was a one on one probably a one on two or three and I had 6 plus 3 babies and the rest of the ward. Then I somehow inherit the patients of the girl working the 1pm shift. 

Things dont have much meaning to me but work is a distraction.