Bit of a mixed buzz in my head. Too much buzz to sleep, I'm afraid. I was up again and again till around midnight, I think.
When I got home, I got busy with my chores - with Miss Sybil under my feet the entire time. She doesn't go out, fortunately. I feed her inside, same time as I feed the ferals. And she wants attention and to play, play, play! Ha Ha!
I meant to shower, then changed my mind, sat in the lounge, felt uncomfortable and decided to shower after all. Temperatures are now dropping, though we still tickle the 30 Celsius - though from further and further. Yesterday we reached 29. No rain.
I decided not to wash my hair last night, as I didn't want to risk getting sick again - I don't blow-dry my hair, I always let it dry naturally.
I spent at least half an hour entertaining Sybil with her fish on a stick. She's still small enough to run herself tired on the bed. Ziva came for cuddles, Janey joined her, Mini was next to my pillow - all this after Sybil had settled down, of course. We're still not friendly. Sigh ...
I woke up a tad late, but didn't get to work too late.
I'm still looking into online freelance work ... and I think, that, before I start anything, I absolutely must resolve my tax issues. Our SARS is pretty much the only government function that's improving it's operations. I don't have anything to hide ... it's simply that my income is so low, well, I'm being silly and irresponsible. I should be getting a refund each year ... I've cleaned up my act in every other aspect, time to tackle this one ...
Okay, I've left a lot of documents in my mailbox - never downloaded them. So, today, I'm tackling the downloads, making sure that I have every document on my hard drive as well. I'm going back as far as 2010! Unfortunately SARS wants data going back to 2006 ... I can only hope that's in my Outlook Inbox at home; because the e-mail address was cancelled without so much as a notification ... family politics. Not going into that. It's just ugly.
And, of course, being the little spreadsheet nut that I am ... yes, yes, I'm making a spreadsheet! Ha Ha Ha! It's slow going, though ...
Yes, we're still bouncing around Stages 5 and 6 load shedding. The political respite of the lower stages is over ... there's talk that we're actually in Stage 8 ... tonight again from eight to midnight and tomorrow morning from four to eight! This means no hot coffee - yet again! I haven't had a hot cup of coffee all week. I brewed a fresh pot Sunday night - but didn't touch a drop on Monday. It lasted Tuesday and today ... so I'll be brewing a fresh pot again tonight. For tomorrow and Friday.
Well, having worked - albeit for myself - I feel quite energised! Well, feverish and still in a bit of pain, but positive about it.
I've been thinking about tomorrow's grocery trip - and really, I don't need much. I want to buy cigarettes ... that's about it. My freezer is chock-a-block full, I need to cook with some of the meat I've got stashed in there. The bags I bought didn't work, they are hopelessly too big. So I'll give the butchery a miss this week.
Almost time to go home ... I doubt I'll have internet at home ... I didn't last night ... sigh ...
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