Saturday at noon.

As I was saying, when I was so rudely interrupted by my sleepiness last night, I had a fun time with Von. We sat under the canopy of the café, while it rained out in the street, and I drank cappuccinos and had no desire for a beer, because my mood was so good that I saw no need to alter it.

Von said that I was in such a good mood that it was radiating off me and she was almost afraid to sit next to me, that's how strong it was. I do have to add that I had been very down lately, so there definitely is a difference.

I think the fact that I've cut down on the Temazepam during the day has given me a lot of energy also, I'm not half asleep all the time anymore. Yesterday I didn't take any during the day and I was fine and I haven't had any today yet either. I do take 20 mg at night to help me sleep, so some sort of equilibrium exists.

I was feeling great and the weather wasn't getting me down at all. We had a perfect spot and sat next to some Flemish women, who spoke in a dialect that was so thick, that they sounded like they came from a Slavic country. They spoke Dutch to the waiter, though, with their neat accents.

When Von and I parted, it was still raining and there was nothing else to do but get on my bike and ride it home as quickly as possible, without trying to hit confused, wandering into the streets tourists. They are a menace to all traffic, but I would have a real accident if I hit one of them.

I didn't shop. How about that? I'm such a penny pincher right now. I think twice before I spend any money and then only on what is necessary. Which reminds me that I have to go to the store today. Oh heck, I'm so not in the mood for that. Well, it's only for a few things.

The Exfactor was here this morning to look at the shower head, but couldn't fix it. The attachment that holds it up can't be tightened, so I will have to call the fix it people whom I have a contract with for these kinds of home repairs. They'll probably replace the whole thing, which would be fine with me.

The Überhund has become super alert lately and if there is even the mildest threat that he thinks a stranger is going to come into our apartment, he barks very fiercely. More so than he has done in the past. He watches the windows carefully and is alert to any sound, which makes him a good guard dog. He does make me feel safe, although I rarely worry. Living alone in this apartment does not bother me.

I fell asleep on the sofa last night and woke up there at five am with the TV on and all the lights burning. I got up for a while, but then went back to sleep for a bit until I was done sleeping properly.

I dreamed of a man who said he had known me since I was a little girl. Since my name was Johanna Willemijn. He showed me pictures of myself and it was really me. He said he was here to marry me and to take care of me properly, because so far nobody had. He said he had been in Indonesia all this time and waiting for the right moment to get back. He felt very familiar to me, as if I had known him my whole life. Am I having prophetic dreams? All my men seem to come from the East. I must face to the East, to where the sun rises. Maybe I should journey there.

The windows need to be washed. I am waiting for a gnome to come and do that overnight. You can see exactly where Toby sneezed on them. Since Toby is done sneezing now, they need to be cleaned. Maybe I will even do that myself, although I want to do it with Glass-ex, because I don't have a bucket to make good suds in. I should put that on my wish list. One good bucket! Along with a bottle of very nice perfume.

Well, I need to do some housewifely duties, even without a husband you need to do those. First the dishes and then the laundry and then the groceries.

Have a super Saturday, everyone. Oh, hallelujah, tomorrow is a day of rest!

Ciao...