Lock-down Day 708

The slurping flower fountain wakes me up very early - I can't sleep over that sound, so I get up around five. I decided to make myself filter coffee, as a treat.

A nagging work issue also pursued me through the night, and I think I have a solution. I'll have to implement that today.

I just read through some old posts of mine ... stumbled across one from June 2020. Gosh, it was really awful! Landlord turned off my water, leaving me freezing cold:

"When I was making myself a cup of tea, I found out that he's turned off the water again, so I can't even have a hot foot spa, nor a shower, nothing. That is illegal! He doesn't care ...

I'm freezing now, so I'll climb under the duvet ... Can't even flush my toilet!"

Reads like a horror story, doesn't it? And when I gave notice, HE felt betrayed by me! Mippies were also unhappy there, always staying out late, not wanting to come inside ... 

Yeah, it's good to remember. Not to dwell on the bad memory, but as a source of gratitude for the home I have now! Where mippies are also very happy!

Back at home, mowing is getting more and more difficult for me. The problem isn't the grass - which, with so little rain, isn't growing much - but me! I have less and less energy. I can't keep this up ....

I was getting somewhat depressed yesterday afternoon. I can't see how I'm going to cope with this huge garden, as I'm getting older. I'm also badly worried regarding work. Basically, with only 2 workers and only 2 jobs to be done - you don't need any system. You can just get what you need, and work the way the business always worked - no plan, just keep going. Which makes me redundant ...

Re-reading posts from June two years ago, the fear and desperation I felt about my home situation - I'm now feeling about my work situation! At that time, I couldn't see much chance of finding a home, where my four cats would be welcomed and I could be happy ... yet, I found this place! With regards to work, I can't see much chance of finding anything at my age ... especially anything, where I won't be forced to retire soon - which I can't afford. But what if the perfect job is waiting for me, just like the perfect home was?

And if I could find a part-time work, say one, two or even three days a week - I know my boss would be happy. It would work in everyone's interest.

My biggest problem, of course, is that I don't have a car.

Well, that's what's depressing me at the moment ... fear of the future. Not good ...