Saturdays

Saturdays are very different now. For about 5 years that I have been working, this is the first time ever that my Saturdays are a break. This was my fourth non-working Saturday and generally, I\’m trying to catch up on lost home time. My work has been maddening and I am madder. The first Saturday off from work, I slept a good length, waking up with a back broken to a million pieces. Sadly I cant sleep like many do, for hours on end. No matter where I decide to catch my much needed ZZZZ\’s, my back starts hurting at anything beyond 7 hours. It works more like a biological clock. My time to get up. If I have to sleep more (when on medication etc…), I wake up worse than I slept.

The second and third Saturdays I spent at home, cursing the idiot heat and barely getting anything done. This Saturday, however, I decided to settle all unfinished scores. Hit the road dead of midday with mum & two of my brothers, agenda hand, resolved to kill and unstoppably strong.

For the first time ever, We\’ve managed to shoot an entire list trough. Not to mention the slight adventure we had en-route. While munching down lunch in the car, this gentleman parked his spanking behind our car. Which meant we had to pull a turn while reversing back out. We were at a slope and past a small ridge. I reversed the car, went past the car, but got stuck in the ridge. The engine died and the front bumper kissed the drivers door. The car wouldn\’t restart, and needed a push out. The push was very much there, but the ridge put up a decent resistance, which meant that the car scraped the city at least four times. 5 men and my heart in my mouth later, it was out of the ridge. I opened the hood, trying to analyze the issue. The damaged car\’s driver came, opened the door, sat and drove off. WHAT?? HE DROVE OFF???? Yes, he drove off. Poor guy didn\’t even see what happened to his car, and I was a happier man!

Come Saturday night, and it was tons more fun, the events of the night shall remain unblogged. Consider this an incentive for your imaginations to run wild.