Not Selected…

…for jury service, that is. Got a letter from the Sherriffs’ Court telling me they now don’t need me. Hmmphhh…
In other news, Son is one step closer to getting his own place up here – he’s finally told the estate office that he wants the Balmaclellan property when it becomes vacant. He’s now just got to find the deposit. Oh, and a job – he’s been looking steadily, but been turned down everywhere, and getting pretty peed off by it.
SaraWillow just went home, after spending a couple of days here. She was stopping on her way home from a bike rally up past Carsphairn. It was nice having her.
And I managed to get the online Transit finished and uploaded today – inside the deadline! Now I just have to finish off an astrology report – then I can get back to building my computer. Good!