Classic Quote of the Day #3

So did that work for you?

When you did that?

Classic Quote of the Day #2

Sure we can halve the development time.
Just beware the ‘minor technical debt’.

A Smile

Over the past few weeks (months even), I’ve been somewhat burdened – life stress mounting and not always knowing how to handle situations. A general feeling of being overwhelmed perhaps is the right choice of words.

This evening I was challenged by the irrepressible Erika (I’m Free) to see the positives. (Which I must add I try to do as a practice, though the heavy feeling inside of me still persists).

Not five minutes after reading her message and thinking on it, a very sweet lady sitting next to me on the bus turned and thanked me for sharing my seat with her. I was sitting on a “one-seater” at the front and moved up to make space for her. She said it was very kind of me, and she really appreciated it. It was my stop soon after, and she waved and smiled at me as the bus drove past. She smiled with such a sweet, kindly smile it was impossible not to be touched.

A small moment proving again a higher power is at work.

Dances with Wolves

Last night we re-watched the 1990 classic Dances With Wolves, featuring a much younger Kevin Costner. It has made me feel sad, with the thought running through my mind, there is just no happy ending. The first time I watched it was in 1991, my second last year of high school. I watched it with my mother and a couple of my school friends at a now closed cinema (Flora Centre). When I think back on it now, it feels like a different lifetime away.

Keep on thinking of the original caretakers of the land, Bushman of the Kalahari, Australian Aboriginals, and the ongoing destruction of our planet. The wildlife on near-extinction lists, the destruction of the oceans etc.

What world do our children have to look forward to?

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dances_with_Wolves

Going Grey

Portrait Of Grandmother With Daughter And Granddaughter

You don’t have to worry about going grey, Mom
We are all going to go grey
I’m going to go grey
My brother is going to go grey
Dad is going to go grey
Your mother would have gone grey too
It is nothing to be scared of
And besides
You look pretty with your grey

Stranger and Friend

It is a necessary evil to travel the elevators at my work, even though I am claustrophobic, I work on the fifth floor of a heritage-listed building, and we are not allowed access from the stairwell from the ground floor as it opens onto the road. I always hope that my elevator-journey will provide some company so as to calm me if the lift stops working. Today a random person entered, and chatted to me in an American accent all the way to level 4. Said person was really open and friendly. It felt like a breath of fresh air. Mostly when people enter the elevator, unless they are with someone when they do so, they don’t make conversation. In general. So to have someone enter and start chatting to me as if we were friends was really great. It made me think of all the beautiful WordPress writers who are so encouraging and supportive.

Thank you to all those who have shared some kindness around my world!

On Fire

Today I’m on fire. I’ve had a slow cooker cooking today, and this evening I put one of the hot plates on by mistake. Not realizing the cord of the slow cooker was on the plate. My laptop power tripped and when I looked towards the kitchen, I saw red flames. My reaction was a bit delayed. I stood looking at the fire thinking to myself, there’s a fire. In slow motion. Now what? Okay, calm. Fire. Calm. Put. Out. Fire.

I grabbed a tea towel and fortunately the fire was small enough for me to put out with a tea towel.

My reaction was very similar to a time when my daughter aged three, nearly drowned. She was submerged, and I was two swimming lanes away from her. My mind went into slow motion. Daughter. Underwater. Drowning. Save daughter. I waded across calmly and yanked her out. Just in time.

Dinner is nearly ready?

Untidy Slate

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Clean Slate.”

The person who lives in my bedroom has no regard for tidiness. Beside the bed is a little lamb standing on top of a gift box. With a tub of authentic African ointment promising to cure any dry or burnt skin ailment next to it. There is also a decorative wooden stand declaring proudly “Mum – a mother’s love is forever”, adorned lovingly with gemstones in front of it, placed there by a loving daughter.
A pile of half-read books stands guard. Consisting of a collection of poetry books, inspirational, short stories, autobiographies and two Maeve Binchies. They all have bookmarks marking the last page read.
And right in the middle of the room is the most comfortable bed ever. It is not too soft nor too hard, but just right!

Good night xx

Coming to America

Enjoy the day!

4th of July

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I woke up this morning and the time included the date 4th of July.

I’ve never wished anyone a happy 4th of July before, because for us in the Southern Hemisphere, it is just another winter’s day. Do people wish each other a happy 4th of July? Peace and love? I am on the outside looking in, but just to say I wish you all the best. Thank you to those who have shown me so much kindness. And be safe.

Xx