The worst in 7 years

It was supposed to be the worst storm in 7 years to hit Cape Town. We were told to stock up on canned food and batteries. It hit at about 17:30 on Saturday and it was big like an ant is big in a microscopic world would be... Make no mistake, it was a vicious storm that went on for a whole 20 min and the rain was non stop sheets of water. The waves were huge and we watched them break right over the breakwater into the harbour. At the end of the day, there was alot of rain and some foam in Granger Bay. These Capetonians know how to exaggerate. There was a much bigger storm my first year in Cape Town which was only about 5 years ago. It is however at times like these, where I truely feel the presence of God. Not when the sun is shining or its nice out there, but when its storming and the water is gushing down and the sea is choppy and the water are huge. That is when I realise the power and might of God.

Friday Therapy

I did some Friday retail therapy today.  Went out to get some "work" clothes for my new job.  Something like a long sleeve shirt, and a short sleeve one, and shoes.   Maybe another pair of pants.  I came home, very successfully, with a waistcoat, a bamboo steamer, and a shirt from Hang Ten.  Clearly I achieved all my shopping goals.  So tomorrow I have to go again and try to stick to what I need.  Its this new job that's got my head spinning.  I am still very nervous about it.  At least its Friday and tomorrow we have haircut and shopping to look forward to.  I think this is the only facet of the gay gene I inherited.  The shopping part, but then I hate shopping centres, so I am back to square one again!!!

For Tristan

The other way.

A day In Cape Town

This is more of an update as to what is happening.  Its a grey and dreary day in Cape Town, but I am feeling quite good.  My head has stopped pounding from the sign post, I have signed and sealed a new job starting on Monday (now I think I should have taken another week off),  I have an amazing boyfriend that makes me feel really good and has so much faith in me, and I live in Cape Town!!!!  Of course there are a few things that are still not fixed properly.  Lucca's ear is still very bad, both actually, and he might need to be drugged for a few days.  I have put on weight, and need to get motivated to go to gym again.  I constantly think about a looming house hunt and move (which, if you know me, you know puts me in an instant depression).  I think the best thing to do is to go shopping.  Shoes maybe... actually I HAVE to go shopping for shoes, but for work, so its not even fun!!! 

For Suchi

If you still read my blog, we have a saying here in South Africa:

"Wathint' Abafazi Wathint' Imbokodo...."

That translates to:

"You strike a woman, you strike a rock..."

Keep on doing your good work.

An ass bumpes his head...

I was on my way this morning to send my signed contract to my new employer, and stopped to draw some money. Thinking about the new job and about various other things, I didn't notice the sign post and hit my head against it. At first I thought I was being hit in the face, with a rock. After realising what had happened, I felt very stupid and started blaming the open door of the car I was trying to avoid and therefore flattening my face on the sign post. Later on, after a conversation with Tristan about my job and salary, I started thinking that maybe this was symbolizing me hitting my head against a brick wall AGAIN with another dead end job. It is on secret that I am a little sacred of this job and this made me even more worried. The universe was telling me I am hitting my head again, Tristan was making me aware of one or two things about the new contract. So am I making another mistake? Well only time will tell but I am positive about this and I think the doubt comes from the knock against my head, and its is throbbing like a bitch! I think I have a concussion...

Reflecting time

These few days I have had off, has forced me to reflect on my life, my job, my career and my ability to do the job.  I have a job offer at the moment, that seems very good.  The salary should be quite good, promotions should be easy, shaping my career will be very worth it, the company is fantastic and well know, and the product I will be selling is really good.  The problem is the job function.  I am scared shitless to start something now, at the TENDER age of 32, that I have never done before in my life.  A job I have no faith in that I can do, although everybody around me seems to think I can.  What do I do.  Do I go for the safe, always JC option, or do I take on the challenge and entertain the possibility that I might fail and it might not work, but at least I have tried and at least I have worked my brain.  It is such a difficult decision, because I am so scared of the future.  I will keep you updated as to what my decision is.  Bad or good!

Wise Chinese sayings

From the wise Master Oogway:

Yesterday is History

Tomorrow is Unknown

Today is a gift, that's why its called the Present

Tristan and Matrix

Saturday night. Bed time. One bottle wine later. Tristan and Matrix.

Update on Lucca

So I have to take Lucca to the vet on Monday for a biopsy that has to be done on his ears.  The vet is going to put him under, and then first look to see if there is anything in his ears, and if he cant find anything, he will do the biopsy.  As usual I am a little nervous, coz Lucca doesn't like vets, and he is hyper sensitive to anaesthetics.  I am sure he will be fine but I have to worry as his "dad".  Tristan, he is not playing on my feelings, he is really bothered by those ears, and he is my baby.... 

On the Job front

So there is just time for a very quick update on my situation.  I went for a very energetic and exhilarating interview today with a tour operator in Somerset West.  They were so impressed with my presentation that they practically offered me a job on the spot.  They have to just work out salaries and stuff and will get back to me next week.  I also got a call from a company I have been to for interviews in the past two weeks, and they also offered me a job.  By next week I will have two job proposals I will have to choose from.  The thing about the job interview today, made me feel alive again and I felt extremely upset about my previous job, where I was grossly under utilised.  These people today were hanging on every word I was saying and treated me with the respect and admiration my level of experience deserves. 

I am feeling very excited about my future and am happy I have a (two) job offer on the table.  Off to bed now next to my gorgeous man!!!

First day

So today is my first day of being at home, because I have no job.  Its sort of interesting.  On the one hand I feel like I am on holiday and I spent more time with my dogs.  On the other hand, I am stressing my ass off because I need a job so I can pay my bills at the end of the month.  I have spent the past day and a half doing a presentation for an interview.  Everybody here please hold thumbs for me.  I am not sure what to do with myself.  All in all, its not a good thing.  I need a job!!!

Mensa or Mense

Yesterday's riddle:

GIVE   GET

GIVE   GET

GIVE   GET

GIVE   GET

Forgive & Forget (Benita wins!!!!)

Today's riddle:

E   E   E   E

E   WIN   E 

E   E   E   E

Dark Night

There is a saying, (from that ever wise man - Batman) 'the night is always darkest just before the light'. If this is the case, then I am expecting one hell of a bright flash when the sun rises again. Yesterday and today has been very trying. I found out yesterday that my company was in fact not closing down, they are just retrenching me, due to financial constraints. I realise its a business decision, but that doesn't make it better. I feel like crawling into a hole and staying there for a while. Naturally, I don't have another job yet, so after today, which is my last day, I am at home waiting for some good news, as I have applied to something. So it is very appropriate that today is so misty that you can't see in front of you. That is how I feel today. I can see this other job right in front of me, but it is not clear and I can only see it when I get right up to it. If I make a mistake here, like on the road in the mist, it can cause me to make an accident and crash!!

I love metaphors.....So needless to say, I might not be posting so often for the next few weeks, as I will not have access to a computer.

And now it is off to search for a job, while I waiter in Manhattans again, at age 32....God sure knows how to humble a bloke!!

Mensa or Mense

Yesterday's riddle:

THOUGHT AN

An Afterthought

Today's riddle:

GIVE GET
GIVE GET
GIVE GET
GIVE GET

Crap

Its a crap ending to a crap day. I am deleting emails, copying files and doing stuff to clean my laptop, because I am not coming into work tomorrow. Its crap and I hate it!

Lucca's ear

I am a little worried about my oldest (dog) ear. He has had these dry tips for a long time, and the vet assured me its nothing to worry about. Problem is now that he has developed a sore on the left ear tip and it is getting bigger and it is irritating him more and more now. Yesterday I got home and my entire kitchen was redecorated with red blood spats on EVERYTHING. Washing machine, oven, doors, floor. It was like little sprays of blood, and the wound on his ear was open again and he had blood all on his neck. Clearly it opened and he shook his head, coz he does that constantly at the moment. This is however a superficial problem. I know my dog very well, and he has been through ALLOT. He is extremely sensitive and at the moment he is not in a good frame of mind. He is used to having me around all the time. I used to leave him alone for work, but was there right after work, and took him for walks everyday. Now I spend much less time at home, and when I am at home, it is only to sleep, so I get home, and we go straight to bed. He doesn't get to see me as much at all anymore, and I don't go for as many walks with them. I realise my House is not perfect and it is not bright and cheerful, but it is still my house, and I still live there for the next few months, and I want to spend more time at home and with my dogs. I know I sound like a pathetic queen about his dogs, but it was Lucca who was there for me through everything I have been through, and I am his protector and only "alpha dog". I will see what the vet has to say this afternoon.

Mensa or Mense

Yesterday's riddle:

Jack in a box

Today's riddle:

THOUGHT AN

Flagging issues

My cousin posted something about flags on his blog, so I decided to chirp in and give my 5c worth. When it comes to the flag, I am pretty clear cut about my opinion. I think the new flag is very pretty. Its a nice design, very African, which we all are, and really colourful. It is however, NOT a national flag. It does not represent the nation, nor can it be taken serious as an international symbol of our freedom. Apart from the few white people with their guilt feelings, there is not much buy in to the new flag. Its just not sophisticated enough. As for our old flag, I understand that there is a hell of a lot of negative feelings towards the flag, because of what it represented (apartheid era). However, this is the one and only flag I grew up with. This is the flag that I knew and learnt about in school. This is a flag with meaning, purpose and a history. It was embraced by people, even the oppressed, who only had an issue with it after we got democracy. This flag had National status and was very sophisticated.

Do we need a new flag? FOR SURE. As much as I love the old flag, I realise that the bastards in charge turned the flag into something vulgar and obscene by using it as their symbol of oppression. There has been too many killed or hurt in the name of the old flag. We can not go on with that flag, and build a harmonious, collective nation.

Is the new flag IT? HELL NO. I think the new flag was chosen in haste and we need a flag that will firstly unite us all, and secondly give us pride to watch it fly in any country overseas. Also it must have some sort of sophistication to it, and some sort of history and meaning. Not just a colourful, African art work.

Lost friends

This is to say goodbye to a friend, who even though she is not here anymore, will hopefully still read this. Thanks for making the last few weeks bearable here, and I hope you are happy and successful where you are going. Never change who you are or how much you fart!!!!