Although I woke up after ten, when the power went off ... I woke up early this morning. Early enough to get the kettle boiled before the power went off. Ha ha, just kidding - they turned it off late.
Coffee. Off to work.
Chaos! Everything now is 'last minute' and 'just quickly' ... I barely get a chance to take a breath. Add to that, the phone ringing over and over ... which I don't answer because a) I can't hear with the machines running outside my door and b) I'm frantically busy, and, of course c) there is someone sitting in a quiet office with nothing else to do ...
It's half two and guess what? Load shedding is escalating again! Stage 6 from two onwards! Okay, let me just get this latest announcement in table format:
14:00 - 00:00 Stage 6 ... we're off 14:00 - 18:30 (4 1/2 hours!) & 22:00 - 00:30
Friday (1st)
00:00 - 05:00 Stage 4 ... we're off 04:00 - 06:30
05:00 - 00:00 Stage 6 ... we're off 12:00 - 16:30 (4 1/2 hours!) & 20:00 - 22:30
Saturday (2nd)
Stage 4 ... 04:00 - 06:30 & 12:00 - 14:30 & 20:00 - 22:30
Sunday (3rd)
Stage 4 ... 04:00 - 06:30 & 12:00 - 14:30 & 20:00 - 22:30
As always, this can change at a moment's notice! That's our power off for 8 hours today (we were off from 06:00 - 08:30 this morning, plus another 4+2 or 4 1/2 + 2 1/2 hours), and the same tomorrow.
Just came across this:
No comment. I'd laugh ... but it's not really funny, when you're cleaning 4 litter boxes with a torch every night ...
Speaking of which. Ziva is on my mind a lot, with that wound of hers. It looked worse again last night - she actually let me clean it and put ointment on without much of a fight! Then she came and curled up with me under the duvet! It always seems to open up again, after each spot-on treatment? Maybe I should skip her next month? Well, first, let's see whether it heals again. Like I said, I cleaned it and put ointment on last night - that usually makes a big difference.
Back at home - cleaning the litter boxes with a torch. Again. Not fun!
Smeagol needed attention, so I spent some time with him. He looked at the food bowl, turned around and came for attention! How could I ignore that?
Well, I've got all chores done. Power came on, so I cooked dinner. Ate. Bathed. Now I'm being harassed by mippies for attention! Mewl. Mip. Meep. Paw. On and on and on ...
Ziva's wound actually looks better. It's dry, which is a good start. Now I've got Mewthos prowling under my chair ... I better go ...
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