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Thursday, 28 August 2008

Sick of being Sick

I'm feeling rather fragile this morning. I don't know about you, but even I am tired hearing myself complain. I'm actually tired of complaining. It's not like it helps. Or does it?

I don't think the tablets I was taking for the morning sickness are working anymore. I was feeling rather sick while taking them, so I decided not to buy again. They're bloody expensive too. They cost R62.00 for a 10 day supply. I've probably bought around 4 or 5 of those.

I wish this morning sickness would go away. We're moving this weekend and I'm not sure if everyone will understand how I feel. Not only that, they've predicted rain the entire weekend. How are we supposed to move in the rain without getting all our stuff wet?!


I have absolutely no desire to do anything. I want to crawl into bed and sleep. I just want to pull the covers over my head and hide away from the world until I feel better.

Speaking of moving...I <3 my housekeeper. She's packed up our entire house. Bless her. I don't know what I would do without that lady! Our house looks so...empty. All the ornaments and most of the curtains are gone. Everything is put in a box. She's also coming to help us on Sunday. She's not afraid to work. She works really hard and LOVES packing stuff away. My grandfather always used to call her 'Miss Pack Away' because she'd pack away all his junk and he could never find it. If you call her she'll know exactly where she put it though. She is really invaluable when moving. I'm paying her double on Sunday and it will be worth it!

We had a CEO roadshow yesterday. It was the last one for our current CEO as he is retiring. He had a heart attack last year and is obviously under strict instructions to retire since his job is really stressful. We could tell that he wasn't well. He was not the CEO of roadshows before. There were paramedics on standby the entire time. It was really sad to see him like that. He was a founding father of our company and pioneered the business in our country. We are really proud of him and it will be sad to see him go.

Time for me to go and mope.


Miss T said...

It is one of Murphy’s Laws that it will rain when you moving. It rained when I packed up my flat in Cape Town, it rained when they came to fetch my cat to fly him over, it rained when I moved into my flat in Dublin. It was however beautiful the day I left Cape Town and said goodbye to my family...just to make sure I would miss the good old SA weather before I went!

acidicice said...

LOL. Yeah and our lease seems to end in the rainy season every time! There are going to be a million cool things about moving and I'm hoping that it will stay dry long enough to get our bed and electrical stuff into the bakkie!