I heart boys. And my animals. And you.

Life is great at the moment.  I have made wonderful friends here in Hoburg, work sucks but I’ve started a new business*, settling down into my routine and generally just feeling like I’ve found my path.
I must be growing up** because I shocked Cath into speechlessness on Sunday when I told her, sunning ourselves on beach chairs in her back garden, of my 1 year plan.  Yes, I know its meant to be a 5 year plan but jaysus – give me a break here okay, I’m taking baby steps.
This passed weekend was absolutely phenomenal! The roadtrip there and back was (and I’m paraphrasing from Jon here) “one of the better highlights”.  It’s amazing how pleasantly surprised you can be by book covers, thats all I’m saying. On Friday I had to wake up at 4am because naturally I hadn’t packed for the Durban trip.  Only problem?  I woke up without electricity.  Picture me running around my house by candlelight furiously trying to find underwear and phone chargers.  I eventually gave up on the luggage story, grabbed my handbag and jumped into the car.  It was still frigging dark half way to Durban man! That’s not natural!
As we arrived in my home city, I felt myself physically start to relax.  Spending time with my friends was so missed and so, so, so appreciated and enjoyed.  Seh and Kords, Danny, Flea & Cath just made me remember why I was doing this whole Joburg thing.  I have to, for me, and they get that.
Catching up with Cath on Sunday at her place of awesomeness was just fantastic – I’ve missed her so much.  And within seconds I had to use her bathroom with the door open, for old times sake, while she chatted to me and we gossiped and caught up and laughed and cried and sang and sat outside and reminisced*** of days when Cath would spell check my writing, remote karaoke and buying milk. She also pointed out how we’re both living our dreams of last year this time. We always knew we were awesome, Cathcath, now we’re proving it 😀  I told you! I told you that night of the laundry fight**** we would get over the beans on toast phase and sit and laugh over wine.  And what have we just done this weekend?
My family is doing so well.  Mom has all of a sudden just boomed with business, her salon makes me so proud.  She decided in her 40’s that she didn’t want to be in car sales anymore and did something about her love – making others feel better.  Her clients are fantastic and have given her this new lease on life where she’s healthy, happy and so inspiring to me.  Kev still thinks he’s 18 and is suffering from gout and severe man flu mixed with a bit of hungoveritis from Dazz’s 21st a week ago.
My brothers.  Sigh.  God I love them.  If I was only put on this earth to submit to the role of being eldest sibling to my brothers and sisters I would die a happy girl.  Dazz has his first girlfriend.  She’s perfect for him.  Brand is independant! Driving his car and my mother absolutely insane.  He’s almost ready to go back to the force and I still look at him in awe and with pride like I’ve never experienced in my existance ever.  Wokkie is funny as hell, he is loving school and growing up so quickly.
I have to tell you  – I took him to Dog Training on Saturday and DIED laughing.  My little baby brother has the worlds most UNDISCIPLINED DOG EVER! He was ostracised to the outer skirts of the field where they had to run laps in order to calm his dog, Rocky, down.  The treats you’re meant to give out for good tricks pulled off where devoured in five minutes flat just to keep the stupid dog from chewing off his own neck in order to get out of the leash.  And when he sniffed a girl dog he wanted to hump?  I was finished! Wok had to literally tackle the dog and was dragged across the field! I’m wiping tears thinking about it right now, it was hilarious.
I’ve realised something.  I’m broke, car-less, career-blocked at the moment and far away from everything I’ve ever been familiar with but I’m happy.  I’m happy*****! It’s about frikking time!
*Selling organic household cleaning products, hygenic body goodies, cookies and candies and not so organic (but very cheap) domestic cleaning agents in bulk.
** Quarter of a century I’ll be in two weeks, bitches.  Hectique.
*** Totally had to sms Cath and ask how to spell that word.
**** LOL! Don’t ever argue with Cath over laundry – it was our one and only door-slamming fight! Leave the Domesticath to Cath, its termed that way for a reason!
***** No mom, not happier than when I’m with you.  You’re my favourite happy.  Smooches!

Life is great at the moment.  I have made wonderful friends here in Hoburg, work sucks but I’ve started a new business*, settling down into my routine and generally just feeling like I’ve found my path.

I must be growing up** because I shocked Cath into speechlessness on Sunday when I told her, sunning ourselves on beach chairs in her back garden, of my 1 year plan.  Yes, I know its meant to be a 5 year plan but jaysus – give me a break here okay, I’m taking baby steps.

This passed weekend was absolutely phenomenal! The roadtrip there and back was (and I’m paraphrasing from Jon here) “one of the better highlights”.  It’s amazing how pleasantly surprised you can be by book covers, thats all I’m saying. On Friday I had to wake up at 4am because naturally I hadn’t packed for the Durban trip.  Only problem?  I woke up without electricity.  Picture me running around my house by candlelight furiously trying to find underwear and phone chargers.  I eventually gave up on the luggage story, grabbed my handbag and jumped into the car.  It was still frigging dark half way to Durban man! That’s not natural!

As we arrived in my home city, I felt myself physically start to relax.  Spending time with my friends was so missed and so, so, so appreciated and enjoyed.  Seh and Kords, Danny, Flea & Cath just made me remember why I was doing this whole Joburg thing.  I have to, for me, and they get that.

Catching up with Cath on Sunday at her place of awesomeness was just fantastic – I’ve missed her so much.  And within seconds I had to use her bathroom with the door open, for old times sake, while she chatted to me and we gossiped and caught up and laughed and cried and sang and sat outside and reminisced*** of days when Cath would spell check my writing, remote karaoke and buying milk. She also pointed out how we’re both living our dreams of last year this time. We always knew we were awesome, Cathcath, now we’re proving it 😀  I told you! I told you that night of the laundry fight**** we would get over the beans on toast phase and sit and laugh over wine.  And what have we just done this weekend?

My family is doing so well.  Mom has all of a sudden just boomed with business, her salon makes me so proud.  She decided in her 40’s that she didn’t want to be in car sales anymore and did something about her love – making others feel better.  Her clients are fantastic and have given her this new lease on life where she’s healthy, happy and so inspiring to me.  Kev still thinks he’s 18 and is suffering from gout and severe man flu mixed with a bit of hungoveritis from Dazz’s 21st a week ago.

My brothers.  Sigh.  God I love them.  If I was only put on this earth to submit to the role of being eldest sibling to my brothers and sisters I would die a happy girl.  Dazz has his first girlfriend.  She’s perfect for him.  Brand is independant! Driving his car and my mother absolutely insane.  He’s almost ready to go back to the force and I still look at him in awe and with pride like I’ve never experienced in my existance ever.  Wokkie is funny as hell, he is loving school and growing up so quickly.

I have to tell you  – I took him to Dog Training on Saturday and DIED laughing.  My little baby brother has the worlds most UNDISCIPLINED DOG EVER! He was ostracised to the outer skirts of the field where they had to run laps in order to calm his dog, Rocky, down.  The treats you’re meant to give out for good tricks pulled off where devoured in five minutes flat just to keep the stupid dog from chewing off his own neck in order to get out of the leash.  And when he sniffed a girl dog he wanted to hump?  I was finished! Wok had to literally tackle the dog and was dragged across the field! I’m wiping tears thinking about it right now, it was hilarious.

I’ve realised something.  I’m broke, car-less, career-blocked at the moment and far away from everything I’ve ever been familiar with but I’m happy.  I’m happy*****! It’s about frikking time!

*Supplying organic household cleaning products, hygenic body goodies, cookies and candies and not so organic (but very cheap) domestic cleaning agents in bulk to hotels, bed and breakfasteseses and individuals who care for them.

** Quarter of a century I’ll be in two weeks, bitches.  Hectique.

*** Totally had to sms Cath and ask how to spell that word.

**** LOL! Don’t ever argue with Cath over laundry – it was our one and only door-slamming fight! Leave the Domesticath to Cath, its termed that way for a reason!

***** No mom, not happier than when I’m with you.  You’re my favourite happy.  Smooches!

6 comments

  1. 8unni says:

    I DOES LOVE YOU BABY GIRL!!!!

    SOOO MUCH — TOOO MUCH &&&&&& LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS!!!

    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

  2. 8unni says:

    Oh and FYI – I stopped blow drying the hair just for your blog – just to put my words down.

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