I have been busting a gut this last week to get a report I was working on finished. I thought I had done a pretty good job of it, but my boss wasn't impressed. Unfortunately, I don't take criticism well, so I was pretty upset by his comments. I was able to convince him that not everything he said was valid but still, I thought I had finished and now it seems I haven't.

Donna and all the kids but Karl have gone to Coffs Harbour for the week. Karl had to stay in Sydney because he had a Maths Assessment for the HSC and he is performing in a Christmas Concert at the Town Hall on Thursday night. So far it has been good having just Karl around. Even though he has mainly been doing his own thing, we have been eating together and talking more than we normally would. It is hard to let go so that Karl can make his own decisions, but it is good to see that he is making good decisions.

I just started reading The Story of My Experiments with Truth which is M K Ghandi's autobiography. I have always admired him but even so, I am pleasantly surprised at how interesting it is to read. I will probably read other books while I am reading it, but whether I am reading for pleasure or inspiration, it is a good read.