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Friday, 25 February 2022

Lock-down Day 701

I had such a lovely dream this morning! I dreamt that I was going back to PE, on a project to work for the German company ... I was looking forward to working for a German Manager again, I was just listing all that I was looking forward to in my head ...

And then I realised that I'd have to leave my garden behind ... and that's when I woke up. Around one this morning ...

I've been beyond busy at work, but at least I managed to make time to pay my rent!

Back at home, Smeagol is back! I tried giving him a fresh chicken heart - not interested. Neither are mippies, today. Weird, eh?

I'm mowing at record speed - racing against the weather! I see my landlord is also rushing to beat the weather - harvesting hay! By twenty past four I got the key areas mowed and it started to rain. So, I packed up, then sat to have a smoke break. There's thick smoke coming from the east ... I can't see the cause, though.

As I sit outside, it's no longer raining, so I figure I could finish the easy-mow section out front. No sooner do I get going and it starts raining. Again! Well, I'm not playing this game. I finish the easy-mow part, then pack up again. For good, this time.

Inside and shower! Taking a chance, as the power is likely to go out ... I'm lucky, though, all fresh and sparkling!

And knackered. I have no energy left for anything.

I cooked, ate - mippies weren't interested, it's mince rolled in thin slices of beef. Mewthos called me to come sit outside for a bit, then Janey brought in a bird and all mippies went to look ... I served them their treat and while they were distracted, I looked at the bird. It's alive, but in shock. I took it outside, placed it in a flower pot on top of the table, where it's warm and placed a bottle top on top of it, to keep it warm. Open, of course - don't want to suffocate the birdie.

It's only seven and I'm ready to go to sleep ...

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