A day in the Life.....

So Danny has to be at the airport at 5.30am and of course I oblige.
I love anything that entails coffee in my "car cup" and middle of the night moves - so the alarm goes off at 3.30am and I'm off.
Danny has travelled a lot more than I have, I know because she can wear her slippers to an international airport and onto the plane and not give a fig!
She also whips out her role of Jiffy wrap and proceeds, with the dexterity of a spider, to wind that suitcase up so fast and tight that I get a bit nervous.
I don't say anything.
I look on with great respect.
Anyway my visions of coffee with my travelling daughter are dashed when she declines politely and requests the drop-off!

I'm impresssed by her independence, but I'm also home by 6.00am!

I planned a whole day around this!

I had been meaning to re-apply for my ID for ages and the only place I could go this early in the morning was to Home Affairs, so off I went with a long sigh and thoughts of queueing.

Well, it was a pleasure!

Like a guest of honor I was invited into the plastic booth to have pics taken, paid my R50 and got a much needed update for my "boekie".
In my last ID photo I was a smiling face in the midst of large head of frizzy permed hair, that was taken to either side of my head, with combs in big bunches......it WAS very fashionable at the time.
I was out after a short while and the new ID cost me all of twenty South African rand.

Next stop was the blood bank to donate blood and get a signature on my red card!
I don't think I've been eating very well and after a hectic few weeks of little sleep and 21 lessons of pilates per week they turned me away - my iron levels were low........but at least now I know why I've been feeling so pooped.

Off to the dentist.
My tooth broke a long time ago and you know how it is? Yup, it takes a while to make that appointment. The procrastinating will cost a bit 'cause I had to have root canal treatment.
Just a few little bleating sounds and my dentist obliged with more anesthetic injection - he's such a perceptive man.

The minute I got home of course a wave of exhaustion hit me and I crashed like an old oak tree and woke up feeling "like-you-feel-like-when-you've-slept-for-four-hours-while-the-sun-shines", spoiled and pampered.
.............and ready to stay up all night.........again!

.............and it just so happens to be a "drumming night"
Life is Good