just a day in the life
I feel like having a quiet ramble, if no one minds. It's been raining heavily for 3 days and now that the sun's out, being the tropics, we're about to get very muggy. Today would be the perfect time to hit the neighbour's pool. The neighbour doesn't live there, but he occassionally rents it out to families and groups of backpackers. Beautiful house, sequestered away deep within the bush, birds and cicadas are your only companions. The gardener visits once a week, as does the pool man, and other than being busted by the gardener once, it's been a sweet little afternoon haven on hot, muggy days.
The wind must've loosened some coconuts over the last few days .. 3 crashed on the garage roof in the last ten minutes. More people die from falling coconuts than shark attacks in Australia. Or so I'm told.
Had a brilliant afternoon with Izzy yesterday. She's been dragging her concentration for the past two weeks, making my tutoring role harder. I finally got a bit tougher with her :( .. I know, I feel like a giant witch, she's so cute .. she finally knuckled down yesterday. Finished her afternoon snack and shower in record time. I told her we actually had a spare half hour before she had to start her homework and asked if she wanted to play a game first, she very responsibly said she wanted to do her homework first and THEN play a game. Och, my little pillar of society.
Twitter .. I don't really care. My tweetdeck pops up a sliding window with a small spaceship sound that makes me feel like I'm using a space age system and I feel a little happy for a while. Random strangers with random somethings that generally go nowhere and adds to your sense of detachment and separation. Now and then someone posts something that triggers my brain and shifts it up a gear and it's on, baby .. at least sometimes .. Pink didn't tweet back :(
I need a day off. It's been a month since I've had a break from busting the creative, but there's still so much to do. And yet, being tired takes the joy out of creating, so what's the point? If I was truly smart I'd pick up my library book .. the one I've had for two weeks and hadn't touched .. and march myself to the pool right now.
Maybe I'll just pretend I'm smart and take that advice. And a bourbon. I think I'll take a bourbon, too. It's decided. Today is a designated chill out day.
