Anonymously Spitting The Truth

Hey hey, I'm back again.  I was off sick, at home, which was nice for a change.  I wasn't THAT sick that I couldn't enjoy being at home, still the doctor booked me off.  Great!!  I spent the time cleaning up the house, doing some laundry, reading a bit.  Some friends came over for coffee...  It was actually quite nice.  Funny if you think that I was actually off sick.

I managed to get the internet working at home (my new home), but I'm connecting through my mobile, so its a bit pricy, which is why I didn't blog, even though I CRAVED it.

I have been struggling to get to work today.  *sigh*.  I am really unmotivated.  Specially coz I spent the past two days lazing about, and now its nearly weekend! 

I've been on facebook today, and its such a cool site.  I know the warning signs were all there, and I guess if you're not careful people will find out awkward things about you, but I find it such a nifty tool to keep in touch with friends and family.  I'm constantly in contact with my two nephews who live in Texas, and its just so amazing.  Imagine a hundred years ago, this wasn't even someone's DREAM.  Back then merely creating a calculator would've been considered a miracle.

Okay, I guess my mind is wandering WAAAY too much.  Maybe its the antibiotics :P  I'll use that as an excuse. 

Then just one last thing...  I absolutely LOVE married life still.  I know many of you will say that its still only a month and a bit, but I absolutely love it.  I love going home in the afternoons.  I love cooking for my husband.  Doing his laundry.  And falling asleep next to him.  Its simply fantastic.

I'm sipping on a cup of hot coffee, waiting for a poker tournament to start. This has been the start to most of my mornings. As you may or may not know, I'm a game tester, hence I'm playing poker for a living. Not exactly. Or rather, that is not ALL that I do.

Winter is starting to slowly creep in, specially in the mornings. The problem is that it still gets quite hot during the day, so deciding what to wear is a mission everyday. As much as I love the feel of the cold air against my skin, and as much as I love dressing up all snuggly, I do still miss the summer. I miss being able to wear only a spagetti strap top and a skirt to the office, and not worry about what the weather is going to do. This cold weather reminds me of the year I spent living in the UK. I spent about 30minutes getting dressed each day - and that was AFTER I had decided what to wear.

I get cold so easily, you would probably laugh if you knew how many layers of clothes I wear in winter. Today isn't so bad though, but then again, its only autumn.

I miss the times which I spent in the 2 degrees celcius fridge like factory, wearing ridiculous looking hairnets, wellingtons, and an overhaul. LOL. Thinking back on those memories, I can't help but laugh. It was such fun times, but probably the worst job I've had in my life. Still I miss it. The friends I made there are incredible - some of them even attended our wedding, and they're very dear to me.

Its amazing how we get connected with people. Its really something that cannot be explained. There are some people with whom you just 'click'. For sure there are certain areas in which you must be compatable, but the way we meet our friends just astonishes me still.

Damn, I think this post is probably one of the most random ones I've done in a long time. Sorry, but my concentration span is pretty bad, since I haven't had a decent night's sleep in a while. Plus, if you were with me in England, you might have understood that its not so random at all. Each winter in SA makes me long for the long lost memories of the UK. The sound of the train, the smell of the horrible factory. The friends, and the good times in the English pubs. Its something that comes back to me each time the sky turns grey, and the temperatures drop.

I guess its not something I can get back though. Its not asif I can go back to England, and relive those times. Those friends are all back in SA too, minding their own business, working, trying to make a living. Yes we still see each other, but the careless days of factory work and pub crawling are over. I suppose its a good thing. I'm happily married now, and my life is everything that I could wish for. Still I will cherish those memories forever, and hopefully I can one day tell my children, and my grandchildren about it.