I decided to up the difficulty of my life by moving house and picking up Corona at the same time. Which was… quite hard. I’m mostly over it now, I think. (I’m weary about jinxing myself)
I’d like to say that we are mostly settled in our new locale, 1417km South West of where we were before, one mile of altitude down and in a different climatic zone completely, but I’d be lying…
We’re living out of boxes and sleeping on mattresses on the floor. Kinda like the sleeping arrangements Charlies grandparents had in Charlie and the Chocolate factory… eh… with the added indignity of a giant 42kg German Shepherd also invading that space.
Its been real.
This is me a week ago. I’d just helped the movers carry some boxes outside and I was feeling absolutely wrecked. Took a selfie to send to the wife to illustrate my buggered-ness. In any event, the movers took forever so I only left Jo’burg at four thirty, I had intended to overnight at the 600km mark, but with traffic, the looming curfew and the fatigue I only just made to Bloemfontein which is about 400km.
Left again at 4am and knocked out the remaining chiliad on Saturday. Measured -7C (20F) in the desert just before sunrise, which is likely the coldest temperature I’ve ever experienced in South Africa. Even had a dusting of snow on the higher elevations.
Arrived and took the girls to the playground in the afternoon. There were two other girls there, one with her pet python…
… which struck me as quite cool. In any event, she let me play with her snake.
Had a hot chocolate when we got back to the house and it suddenly dawned on me that I couldn’t taste it. Stuck my nose into a jar of English mustard and then Horse-radish… and nothing. Been isolating ever since.
In any event, this is not going to become a long self-involved Corona post because… well… virology has entered the realm of politics and religion. And while I don’t usually shy away from the other two, I’m feeling a bit… misanthropic about people at the moment and I CBF to fight with people right now.
I’m probably on the mend. I’m not coughing anymore and my oxygen levels are back up to 98%, they dipped down to about 94% at their lowest, so I can appreciate how this can go sideways for people.
Looking forward to being able to enjoy coffee again.