Head space

The pensieve is a wonderful idea, and blogging is as close as this muggle is going to get to a magical stone basin in which to store all that's in my head.



Friday, December 14, 2012

A year in reflection

My my, what a year it’s been. And I, for one, am glad it’s just about over. Here are a few hi/lo lights from the past 11 months.

·         I was admitted to hospital twice this year. Yip, twice. In June my eye infection got so bad that my ophthalmologist wanted a CT scan. It’s one of those pricey scans that is mostly covered by medical aid, if you’re admitted to hospital. So I booked in on a Friday and expected to be discharged on the Saturday. But the admitting doctor decided that a high dose of cortisone was necessary and only let me out on the Monday. I was booked off work for the rest of the week. Then in August my gall bladder decided it was no longer happy with the accommodation I was providing – it wanted out. Again, I was booked into Wilgeheuwel on the Friday, had my first operation in 25 years on the Saturday and was released on the Monday. Again, I was booked off work for the rest of the week.

·         L-Sis joined A-Sis in England. This one was bitter sweet; it was something she wanted desperately and she worked hard to achieve it, so I am really happy for her. And I am enjoying having my parents to myself for a while. But I do miss her.

·         Four grandmothers died this year; one of them was mine. One husband (not mine) lost his life in a motorbike accident, and one step father (also not mine) was diagnosed with terminal cancer. It’s been a long time since I’ve had so many friends deal with death.

·         I discovered a love of waterfalls, thanks to a trip to the Augrabies falls in March. It was mesmerising and soul-restoring to watch the water swirl over and around the rocks, and the roar as it rushed past drowned out even that little voice in my head that has a tendency to be negative and annoying. I got a second chance to fill my soul with the sights and sounds of falling water last month when I visited Karkloof Spa.

·         I put a hard-learned life lesson into practice. It’s one of those scary lessons where my every instinct rebels against it, even though those instincts have led to disaster in the past. But I know better now and even though it takes me forever to action, the results so far have been positive.

 
·         I joined the iWorld. Thanks to Dad, I now have an iPhone and an iPad and I’m thoroughly enjoying them. I am guarding both neurotically since they are expensive to replace and the possibility of upgrading either will only come in two years when Dad potentially gets his new devices.

·         I won two competitions – a pair of sunglasses from Car magazine, and a Balm Balm mini facial kit from my favourite blog, Living Lionheart.

·         I completed two organised walks – 8km in the 702 Walk the Talk and 5km in the Avon Breast Cancer walk. Yes, I was completely exhausted after both, but it felt good to accomplish something.

·         Six babies (none of them mine) were born this year. There was possibly something in the office water cooler and people were freely imbibing. There are two more due just before Christmas – twin girls to a first-time-mommy colleague.

·         I discovered the joys of cooking. My baking is better – because the recipes are specific – but I enjoy cooking slightly more, even though there is a lot of guesstimating. But I feel that if I had to, I could feed a family a decent meal three or four nights a week. The rest of the week they’d probably get toasted sarmies or chicken nuggets.

·         I grew my hair this year. I cut it short when I was 16 and rather liked it. But I got lazy about visiting the hair dresser and it turns out that most people think I should keep it longer. Not sure I love it, but it is pretty hassle free, so it’ll stay, for now.

2012 has been a tough year for me – emotionally draining, stressful and often disappointing. So, here’s to a wonderful new year filled with all the good stuff.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Let's talk weather

Joburg’s had what most people call kak weather over the past few days. Personally, I love the grey skies, chilly winds and falling rain. And yesterday, I figured out why. When the weather gets like that, you have every right to feel cold, to bundle up in a jersey and snuggle with a blanket in front of the TV with a cup of hot coffee.

African winters, while definitely lacking in warmth, don’t allow me to feel justifiably cold. For heaven’s sake, the sun is shining and there’s barely ever a cloud in the sky. How can people complain about being cold and be taken seriously?

And here’s the best thing about overcast, rainy summer days – the weather finds that perfect balance between hot and cold. I can wear my jeans and divine pink Levi takkies, and perhaps a jersey. I don’t have to pile on the layers to keep warm. That’s why European winters soon lose their charm.

The downside to this weather is that I’m completely unproductive with the house work. I did no washing – cos it’s not going to dry – and only did the dishes when I ran out of clean utensils. All I really feel like doing when the skies cloud over and the rain starts to fall is sit in a chair and watch the weather.

So for the sake of my productivity, I welcome back the scorching sun and clear skies.