I am alive

I just realised that I have not been here in a while. Hello friends. I am still alive and don’t worry, I am not here just to post a Tuesday Tune. Although that will start again from this week onwards. 😉

I have been uber busy since the last time I was here, late nights working till 10 pm. One night even ended up at 1 am. I have had so much happening, training, work and deadlines.

I can hear you asking about fun… well, that has been out on the back burner for a bit… sad but true.

I don’t know about you, but can you believe that it is the 1st of August already? One month till Spring… *insert happy dance here*

I will catch up with everyone soon.
Take care,
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Random update…

I did it…

So remember I mentioned before that I was ill? Well, I finally went to the doctor, after weeks of being sick. By Tuesday, I couldn’t anymore, I was coughing really bad, so I called and got an appointment for Wednesday. The Doctor said I had acute sinusitis which needed meds as soon as possible before it moved down to my chest. So, after a shot and a whole batch of antibiotics I was out of there.

After the appointment, I had to go to the office to sort some things out, even though the Doctor booked me off till Monday. I got all that sorted and went home. On Thursday, I did not get out of bed and I must admit I do not feel guilty about that. I think a person’s body just lets you know that you will go till here and no further. You need the rest, especially when you are ill.

On Friday, it was much the same; however, I did some layout for the magazine. I sent in six articles to the acting editor that I done the layout on, so there are only a few more to do before my deadline. Yeah, deadlines are around the corner again.

We just got some shocking news from Biker Man this morning. He has decided to give up biking, well, for now, and focus more on his family. I think this has happened because of the big scare Wifey had. Anyways, he sold his BMW RR 1000 to Rugby Man, and well, gave up his presidency of his chapter and that’s the end of it. I most probably won’t change his name on the blog; he will always be a Biker Man. I haven’t spoken to Rugby Man yet, but I am sure he looks great on the BM. 😉

So, remember last year I bought my beloved Nikon Camera? Well, I realised earlier this week that I never went for that free training that I got with the camera bundle I bought. I decided to change it that… Today I registered for that training, almost a year after I got the camera. 🙂 I will be going for training on 26 July at 08:30. It is early for a Saturday morning, but I want to get the training done before the big air show at Waterkloof Air Force Base in September.

Anyways, that’s just a random update from me…

Have a good weekend.

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An update on the neighbour…

As per the last post about the neighbour… When I picked my Mom up on Monday afternoon I told her my idea about ignoring him and going to speak to the caretaker. She agreed, because it is not necessary to lower ourselves to his level. But lo and behold who was standing outside when we drove in? Mr 22 himself. He waved and we ignored him. I am sure he felt like a fool. I took my bags out the car and went in the house with my Mom and we could hear the whispering. However, the whispering really started when we locked our gate and walked away from the flat to the caretaker’s place.

Unfortunately, the caretaker was not there, so I told his gorgeous half-naked son to give me a call when he did get home. About 20 minutes later we had a knock on the door. It was the caretaker. He was a bit weary of us, however, I made it clear that I wanted to just clear up some things. He relaxed and came inside our house.

My Mom explained to him that the sentimentality was not the reason why we said no to the chopping down of the trees. Yes, we had an inside joke between the family, but that was not the reason. I explained to him that I told the man about my thoughts, and that he obviously chose not to accept what I said, however, when the caretaker said the exact same thing, it was accepted. The caretaker smiled and said he knows that Mr 22 is sexist in this regard and he does feel for us.

The caretaker also said that he just checked the paving and cannot see anywhere where the root’s were lifting the paving. (Btw, as he said that Mr 22 reverse very slowly past our house. He obviously saw the Caretaker come over and was curious to see what was happening.) Anyways, the caretaker added that the body corporate/trustees would have a meeting and will inspect the trees before making the final decision.

The caretaker also said that Mr 22 must find indigenous trees to replace the current three with. Ones without berries or pods and it must be an evergreen. Well, as far as I am concerned Mr 22 has a tall order, but I don’t have to bother with all that now because it is not my responsibility.

The caretaker actually told us that Mr 22 has been bitching about the electricity boxes recently and that he has received pages and pages of e-mails from him. He added that he had a long list of faults that Mr 22 was complaining about. However, in short the caretaker said that the body corporate/trustees are highly irritated by Mr 22 because of all the e-mails he sends, because he obviously had no work for his hands.

I must admit, after clearing the story up, both my Mom and I feel much better. We like that the caretaker took the time to come to us and hear our side of the story. We have both decided that Mr 22 will be ignored by us and if he has to come to the front door, we will politely ask him to leave.

In other news, I received an sms from my one friend… She asked if I heard that our mutual friend’s husband passed away in a freak accident on the weekend. I didn’t. I was so shocked to hear that. I feel totally sad and numb.  I just sent her a message, because I don’t think that I’d be able to speak over the phone. Once again, it just proves how fragile life is.

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