First day back at work

I struggled to fall asleep, yet again. I don’t know why since I was dead tired. Mip Mips were sleeping on the bed with me, Ziva on the chair. The disco lights seem to have stopped, but the moon was lighting the room even through the curtains.

I remembered to drive to the outside parking. Only two people in the office – I thought they were all supposed to be back yesterday? Ah well, our electrician arrived as well, so now we’re three. I’m working my way through everything I was too lazy to do last year – and I’m having difficulty again with the German keyboard at work. Yeah, the ‘z’ and ‘y’ are swapped around on the German keyboard, so I always struggle to type my own name, which has one of each.

It was overcast this morning, lovely and cool, but thanks to Rose I knew to dress for a scorching hot day! It’s now ten and the sun is blazing down, I can feel it burn my back when I take a walk outside.

I’ve been thinking of starting some sort of record. To better plan my groceries on the one hand, and also to keep record of my ideas and plans. Ideally that should the sortable and searchable, but I’d really prefer to do that long-hand. Maybe use hard-copy to work things out and when I’m satisfied, capture the results? Written words stay longer in my memory than typing.

I just stumbled across the SEALS (South East Academic Libraries System) website (vital.seals.ac.za) and completely lost myself in thesis’ themed around East London – particularly its history. I started reading the first thesis by Dr Keith Tankard, whose website ‘The Labyrinth of East London Lore’ (eastlondon-labyrinth.com) I had already spent hours exploring. This tells me that, even away from the place, I’m still just as passionate about East London as ever. Which means that I won’t easily become bored writing about it, so that an income-generating project has a chance of success.

Since there wasn’t much going on at work, I left at three. Back at home I emptied the sandbox before all energy left me. A week and a half since I cleaned that whole corner, and that was half a week too long already! 5kg sand, about 1kg gravel, newspapers, black bags plus a throw. One week! Like I said those three days over the week my lazy butt left it was too long. The newspaper was soaking wet. I don’t know how much longer I can keep that up! And yes, I scoop daily.

Well, tomorrow night I’ll have one less widdler to worry about. Quizzy Lizzy is going to her new home! Her new servant has been busy today getting all sorts of necessities – and yes, toys, too! They discovered a wonderful shop all filled with lovely, exciting toys for cats! Tonight she’s getting her place ready and tomorrow she’ll come and fetch her new master! She came to visit today and taught the Mip Mips a lovely new game: football in the kitchen! That hard plastic ball makes such a lot of lovely noise when it rolls on the tiles, and it tinkles nicely when it hits the cupboards! Yeah – I’m not too happy about that. But I console myself with the knowledge that she’s getting the most inquisitive, adventurous and feisty Mip Mip of the litter! Let’s see who laughs last, he he he.

And now it’s past nine and I’m finally finishing my dinner. Second helping. I had the first helping about an hour and a half ago, in between I played with the Mip Mips, made tomorrow’s lunch, bathed and then fed the felines some wet food. It’s too late for me to start selecting and editing the photos of the moon I took last night, so I’ve loaded them onto my USB stick, so I can maybe do that tomorrow lunch time.

Well, time for bed. Let’s hope I have no trouble sleeping tonight.