the days are just flying past now.
Not too long then I’ll be on forced leave yet again.
Looked at the finances – if I spend next to nothing, and get UIF money, I might be able to limp along for maybe 2 months or so. Then everything will fall flat and I’ll either have to have something to do, or had to have sold just about everything I own, or I would have to be dead.
Not quite there yet, still following all options and avenues, but I’m not holding out too much hope.
One thing I did think of after I heard something my mom said last week.
If I can find a decent piece of land for not too much money, and not too close to a squatter camp or something, with clean water, I should maybe sell my house and go live on the piece of land. Build myself an adobe house with a fireplace or an old fashioned Aga, solar power and gas – no Eskom electricity. Have some cattle, a few sheep, goats, chickens, the whole farmyard animal thing and become a subsistence farmer. Somebody that makes just enough to service their own needs. maybe have a little left over to buy the things you can’t grow – either because of climate, or stupidity. Then again, if I can set up one of those plant tunnels, I can even grow the things that dos not suit the climate.
All just a dream, or an idea, but I suppose it’s something to think of. Then I’ll become an actual hermit!! For real! Will have to sell the car and get a bakkie (pick up), learn how to slaughter chickens and pigs, learn how to make soap from animal fat, how to tan hides for warmth, maybe even how to spin wool and cotton. I can spin the wool and knit things with it, but I don’t know what to do with the cotton once I have it spun – not like I have a loom handy!
Then again, as my son said when I imparted these little tidbits to him – Mom, you’re talking shit. And maybe I am, but it’s ever been a dream of mine to be completely self-sufficient. With no outside influences. Will have to see how far that particular idea can take me.
On a somewhat lighter note, saw the photographer again last night. We’ve been keeping comms going to some degree, and last night he accepted an invite. We chatted and ate, had some Muskadel – quite a pleasant evening. He seems to slowly come around to my way of thinking. Think the poor man was worried that I’m looking forward to marital bliss, when all I really want is some life-integration and a partner to speak with comfortably. As with everything, time will tell what will happen a few months from now since we’re both in the same predicament. But, his problems are his own to sort out, I have my own shit to deal with. A shoulder would be good right about now, and I think we can be mutual shoulders for one another.
Otherwise,life in the Ghia household is still on a relatively even keel. hope the same can be said for my fearless readers 🙂
And I’m chewing on my story. Think it’s something I can add some meat to and make a go of it, but again, time will tell.
Long days and pleasant nights.
And, just because I came across this tune again today, and I do enjoy it so…