Got up and fretted about my dog for a bit. He ate something poisonous on Sunday and despite all the drugs he’s still not eating. Still, at least he can walk.
Then I fretted about all the work I have to do, until I said ‘sod it’ and got on the bike about 10am. It was a bit of a struggle to fill the tank, because I’ve miscalculated my cashflow this month and have no accessible cash until this afternoon, but I got to Jilong with enough leftover for breakfast.
Was on the boat by 11, and we motored out to a relatively clean area where we had obtained police permission to dive and spend a pleasant (not) hour scraping barnacles off the underside. There was a lovely breeze, but of course it’s not possible to just go sailing in this bloody country, so we motored back and spent a couple of hours getting into industrial strength cleaning products in an attempt to remove the grime deposited over the last few months.
Once the pain from the bleach in the cuts from the barnacles was nicely balanced by the pain from the sunburn I was overwhelmed by guilt about all the work I had to do, so headed home in the late afternoon.
A word to the wise: Do not try new shortcuts while trying to compose an important letter in your head. Pay attention to the road instead. I’m lucky I wasn’t a lot more badly hurt, and the bike is a real mess. Having an accident that is someone else’s fault is bad, but when you’re the idiot who drives into someone else it feels ten times worse.
That took ages to deal with and, of course, there was no food in the fridge when I got back. And by the time I had shopped (enlisting neighbours to take me, and lend me money) and eaten out I was too buggered to do any work.
Now I’m sitting here looking at the sunshine, my shoulders glowing pink, my hands stinging, various bruises and sore bits, with a sick dog and no bloody transport. There’s a pile of stuff I’m supposed to have done, and all I want is a blowjob.
On the bright side, I’m not dead, the dog’s not dead, all my minor ailments will heal, the bike is repairable, and I have plenty of friends who have offered loaners in the meantime. I have a short-term private student who is very pleasant to be with and paying me enough extra cash to balance the books, the workload is manageable if I prioritise it, and the sun is still shining.
I enjoy my work too. I get to spend four hours today with smart fun teenagers who are going to feel as much like doing work as I do, and have enough flexibility/freedom to take it easy for a day. I’m going to take a walk then head into town to borrow a scooter, complete the ‘must do’ work on Bob’s balcony and flirt with the waitresses, then head off to make some cash - pausing to pick up some money owed along the way. In the evening I’ll rouse that bastard Jeremy at Bikefarm to take charge of the wreck, and still be home in time to catch up on some correspondence.
And I have nothing scheduled tomorrow until 4! What’s the forecast?