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| It's a wet Monday |
Rained all night and most of the day, still not cold, around 15 to 17°C and only drops to 12°C overnight. So as we were stuck in the MS, might as well do those “getroundtoit” jobs that we had been putting off. Which meant me fixing one of the blinds, which had gone wonky (10 minutes), and SWMBO designing and manufacturing a new tea caddy from a used coffee jar (3 hours and 42 minutes). That was about it and therefore read and generally lay about all day. Brightened a bit in the late afternoon and so we rushed off to our walk to Zahora beach, noticed the tide was very much in, so turned around and came back. All of this was interspersed with breakfast, lunch and dinner. Don't know if I can take any more of this excitement!
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| The TEA caddy |
It's stopped raining but our tree is doing it's time machine thing and it's still chucking it down for 20 yards around the MS, will go on for the next 10 minutes or so.
I'm sleeping a lot more lately, one reason is that every day is basically, a Sunday, and there is no reason to get up. But I've always been a 6 hour type of guy, all my life, no matter what time I go to bed, 6 hours later and I'm awake, unless it's been a late night and I've had a few and it's 2:30 in the morning (1997 was the last time I think) then I'm like any other person and find it very difficult to wake up for work. Ah! That's the other thing! Work, I don't do it any more, well not the paid for variety anyway. So after nearly 2 years of this, I'm finally getting into the rhythm of things and may sleep a little longer but I'll never get to the expert state that SWMBO has reached. 6 hours! Just got comfortable, 7 hours, still cuddling the now only warm Penguin, 8 hours, finally nodding off, 9 hours, dreaming of breakfast, 10 hours and something in the back of her mind is reminding her that there is quite possibly something else to do with her life, which she instantly dismisses, rolls over and goes back to sleep.
Last night, after dinner, all we have left to watch, DVD wise, is House, which is kinda getting better and they are finally not doing all the acting in one room in a hospital. So after the game of the Gods, which I won, watched two episodes and SWMBO, armed with a freshly filled, hot Penguin was off to bed.
I did a bit of surfing and read some stuff on various forums also listened / watched “Torn” by Johann Lippowitz with Natalie Imbruglia, good grief! I nearly broke my keyboard typing those names, what happened to Smith, Jones and buggerlugs, you know old fashioned English names. Anyway it's a good watch if you haven't seen it.
Tuesday 30th November 2010, still raining here in PSJ.
Same as yesterday I guess, with the planned highlight of going to the supermarket?
It's 8:45 and just got back from SSS and you won't believe it! Those bastid mossies are back! Just shows you how cold it's not. Got in trap 4, sitting comfortably, turning to page 187 and one of them flies past my eyes. Now the buggers don't go “zeeeeep”, like normal ones. You know, you are lying in bed trying to nod off and “zeeeeep” as they fly past your ear, they do that out of sheer bloody mindedness, just to let you know they are around. You then spend all night awake in fear, drop off for 20 seconds and viola! 3 bites on your arse and neck.
These Zahora mossies are different, either they are equipped with tiny little silencers or they have figured out how to fly without making any noise at all. Bastids! Luckily I'm was still armed with my spray and the inside of the cubicle instantly became filled with a grey mist, the mossies died but I very nearly coughed myself to death in there aswell.
Dateline 9:53 am.
She's up! I accidentally knocked over her Jordan's box of porridge oats whist reaching for the coffee (which turned out to be TEA) and, thinking breakfast may be ready, she was there like a shot. When she discovered this was not the case, I was beaten incessantly by a fully filled, but cold, Penguin. As I passed out, all I heard was, “Well, I'm going back to bed, then”.
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| Zahora angry sky |
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| Heavy cloud, no rain |
Did the usual quick walk to Zahora beach, checked that the tide was in, it was so walked a bit towards Trafalgar and then back to PSJ via many large puddles.
Didn't make it to the supermarket so that's a treat to savour until tomorrow.
Tonight it's stir fry with a little white wine. Four more days here then we move on to Roquetas and hopefully less rain?
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