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Movement at the Station... But not in my head...

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The Grumpy Old Man and I had a chat with his mum last week, and we've all pretty much decided that the bet course of action now is to try and sell her place and buy a place for all of us before the new owners want us out (projected to be February).

This will be quite a challenge, and already I can see we might not make it happen in just six months, but at least the decision has been made that this has to happen now to benefit everyone.

Meanwhile, my brain is on hiatus. I'm not at all sure what's going on but I know I have a lot to do and a brain which seems reluctant to cooperate.

I was called on to do jury duty a few weeks back, I had two weeks to return the requited forms and I completely forgot. I have rung the relevant office and they've said to get the form in asap, but that it's okay that I haven't gotten it in yet.

I also need to lodge an Australian passport application form, so I can go to NZ in November. Today I managed to get as far as filling in as much of it as I could without my birth certificate in front of me - I hope I can find my birth certificate!

I really need to get started on the paper I need to submit by the end of September for the conference. It's like my brain is waiting for something to slide out of the way before it can proceed on that task though. It's some sort of mental obstacle and I can't, for the life of me, figure out what it is.

If you see my brain, can you send it home, please...

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