Since I went to bed so very early, I woke up equally early. Power is due to go off at eight, it's not even quarter past six, and my laundry is already in the machine.
I sat and couldn't help think about work.
Quarter to seven. I think I should change gear now and bring my head home. Smeagol has already called for his breakfast, which I gave him. Let's see how much rain we had last night!
Boah! 16 mm! And more rain forecast this afternoon! Right through the night! Getting my laundry to dry is going to be a bit of a mission ....
Sun is out, so I've hung everything outside. Should be dry before the weather turns. It's now twenty past seven ... I've got tomatoes to freeze, a kitchen to clean ... I think I'll start with the kitchen cleaning.
Right ... three minutes to lights out ... kitchen is almost done ...
Right. I spent the rest of the day in the garden. Mowed the back lawn, then moved to my tomato bed. I staked four of the plants nearest the driveway. On the other side of the gutter, there are too many plants, I can't figure out where or how to stake ... but I cleared out all yellow leaves, and it looks like I can expect another bumper crop!
Tenant showed up and moved in. When I mowed the back lawn, I found a cigarette bud, so I told him very clearly that I won't tolerate using my garden as an ashtray!
Next, he summarily evicted Smeagol! Now that is a no-no! Especially as I had said Smeagol hides there from the rain and eats in there - and it was 'no problem' and now? No! I got so angry - and when I get angry, I go quiet. I never react in anger. So, I thought about it. I will tell him that he will now build Smeagol a home! A place big enough for him to sleep, where I can put the kibbles for him and dry in all conditions!
Smeagol has EARNED his place here. First, he was here first - even before me. But since I've moved in, he has done his very best to learn how to fit in here to get his needs met! He no longer attacks my mippies - well, very rarely, and he does everything he can to fit in! So, just having him summarily thrown out - without notification, contrary to what he promised! Yeah, I'm fucking angry!
Thunderstorm in the afternoon, power went off. The water came in under my front door - I had to wipe it up with a cloth, because the tenant had borrowed my mop and not returned it, yet.
Well, turns out the rain also came into his room - under the wall. I gave him some of my flash cement and he closed the gap.
Power came back just before load shedding ... after load shedding I just showered and went to bed quite early.
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