No time like the present…

Last week was pretty darned good. For the first time in about 2 years, I didn’t have a single headache. I can’t officially declare the solution to be the two LCD screens that I now have on my work desk (replacing the two CRT I had), but let’s say I’ll be surprised if that hasn’t helped.

Speaking of work, we’ve been spring-cleaning – for about 4 springs. Since moving into these premises in 2002, R&D hasn’t ever been reorganised or reindexed or whatever, so it was high-time it got the feather duster. As well as turfing out at least a ton of books (all available via google in less time taken than walking to the library…), just about everything got some attention, and it’s actually looking half-decent now.

As for the weekend, I’d say this was about a brazillion times better than last. Absolutely no less hectic, but Jamie was decidedly less needy, and I think that made all the difference. Rather than lament on about our hecticnessicity, I figured that a skeleton outline might make the point:

(Friday afternoon) Mr, Mrs + Mini RG walk to Residence Oosthuizen, home, Mrs + Mini O arrive for supper, make braai, braai, fix heli, eat, clean, lurk, drive to airport to collect Mr O after nearly 2 hr delay, home, collapse.

(Saturday) Jambo starts day at 6am, we follow, me to shops, me to Fish Hoek beach for breakfast with Lucke men, appreciate whale cavorting behind the breakers, walk on beach and marvel at 2 tons of Yellowtail beach-trawl-netted in front of us, sight-seeing from mountain, race home, race to Jambo’s first swimming lesson (aka drown-proofing…), grin madly while Jan and Jamie frolic, race over the mountain to Kommetjie for lunch with folks, cryogenic resuscitation after swim, lunch with folks, walk on beach, race home to prepare dinner for the Hougaards, cook, cook, cook, exercise brains playing Settlers, relish the victory, collapse.

(Sunday) Jambo starts day at 5:50, no choice but to follow, made it to church, popped into the Trefz’s to check out their building, race home to lunch braai with neighbours, eat, eat, eat, drink, home, sort the usual splurge of chores out, swim (this time our pool, warmer!), race to pub on corner to watch Schumacher’s last race, enjoy the company, love the (excellent) racing, return home, write this blog, collapse.