The next decade....what's in store?

Wrong home for the holidays

I just have to say that I hate not being in Jamaica, or rather with my family for Christmas. Four years of it previously was enough. Have to do something about it next year.

Drawing houses again

I am into house drawings again.....

This time it's a 2 bedroom loft type structure
Ground Floor
Upper floor

A test of resilience

Things happen in life to test your patience, your resilience and generally show you what you are made of.

I came back to Grenada last Saturday (should have come on Friday but Air Ja cancelled the flight) and was not able to off load my suitcase in my flat. When I opened the door, this is what greeted me...

My birthday is today

Every year, I try to be in Jamaica for my birthday because it needs to be spent with family.

After the gym this morning, I went to the 'Guyanese' doctor. When I asked him to look on the date of birth on my information sheet, he wished me happy birthday, went to the pharmace and got me chocolate and starburst, then called in one of the Receptionists to join him in singing Happy Birthday to me. I like all these goofy things. Then it was business thereafter, poking and prodding.

Next was to the hairdresser to get my hair cut short. I like it. Kinda like a Tami Chynn hair cut.

Later in the night, it was dinner at home. Normal food but made special with the parents, siblings and the Nephew.

Great day.

I feel very blah

I don't know why, but I feel very blah.
Not in the mood to do work, not in the mood to exercise dilligently, not in the mood to do.

No, I am not depressed. I am not in the mood for that either!

I am sure it's just hormones or something. Maybe I need some cake. My niece came up from boarding school tonight and said "Aunty Yamfoot, how come you are in the house and there is no pastry???"
THAT is how blah I feel, clearly.