I took a bit of time out with my folks and trotted off to Port Elizabeth with them for a few days. We were fortunate enough to get a complimentary stay at the Garden Court at King’s Beach. The weather was gorgeous, and we only had one windy day.
After a rather boring drive home, I had news in my inbox from my tutor..and it was GOOD news. I scored a 70% average on my third assignment (70% for the first part and a whopping 90% for the second). I was so happy – happier than I have been in quite a while. She sent me a quiz for my major character to complete (because I need to develop her more), so in true Sunday fashion, I will do it tomorrow, just as Cindy does – as myself and as my character. I hope it will make for some interesting reading 🙂
The farm contacted me, asking if I would be willing to train the person that is temporarily sitting in my old chair (they can’t find a replacement…), to which I agreed. I agreed to four hours last Saturday and today – which went off without a hitch. My feathers got ruffled when I got a call just after five PM today asking me to come in immediately, for something which literally took two minutes to sort out, but which they couldn’t understand on the phone. I booked an hour of my time though.
My parents, along with Aunty Carol and Uncle Barry are going on a cruise next month on the luxurious MSC Sinfonia. Mom has said if I can get half the fare together (R2925), then she will come to the party with the remainder. After all my accounts have been paid, I have almost half of the amount, so I need to get creative and entrepreneurial to get the other half together, but I’m sure I’ll make it. I have been on a cruise before, last March, but it turned out to be a bit of a disaster, so this time I am going to pay a little extra and have a cabin to myself and spend time having a holiday that I want. Mom hasn’t told Dad about her plan, but he will agree…he always does when it comes to seeing me happy. I know too that they won’t expect me to spend my entire cruise in their company – since my diagnosis, they have been more accommodating about me doing what I want, without too much hassle. I don’t think they realize just what it means to me.
Anyhow, I am going to watch some mindless TV programme, while I devour half a Greek Chocolate Slice and half a Custard Slice – I need a bit of sugary indulgence…