OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
All the usual Monday things, apart from my accountant writing to me first thing in the morning in near desperation, trying to get my provisional tax return submitted on time. I am afraid my own desperation was oozing between the lines of my reply to the poor man. But I work with good people and his professionalism and kindness have always been indispensable. Today, he saved the day, again. I am deeply grateful.
After that, I went for a walk and took the above photograph on my way back home. It irks me that I have no idea who the skeleton might have belonged to. I can’t even decide whether it was a bird or a rodent. What I am pretty certain of is that this might have been a victim of the recent fire on the Rondebosch Common.
I had to truly force myself to sit down at my computer today, but I did manage to do all of my planned work (all extremely rewarding in the end) with my catsisstants helping throughout the day. At lunchtime, I skyped with Mom and Krystian and we were once again so grateful to have survived with our health unscathed by the pandemic so far, although I do wonder a lot about all the secondary ailments that so many of us are suffering from because of the stress and horrors of current realities.
After work, my love visited for dinner and I braaied us a few lamb chops. I have really gotten good at this braai thing, even if I say so myself.
An early night. A new episode of ‘Last Week Tonight’ with John Oliver awaits :)
‘It’s not perfect, but it’s much better,’ is something I often say to myself. May it be true again this time.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”