A day of the highest order.

Well, I'm happy to say that the problem with my new mobile phone is solved. While I was on the phone with customer service, I found out that I had solved the problem myself and that right at that point the thing started to work, so I am a bit brighter than I thought I was. This does great things for my self esteem and I now have the fullest confidence that I am quite capable of tackling most things that come my way, even if they do involve the latest technology. I'm certainly not a helpless middle aged woman anyway. Nowadays, who can afford to be? 

I had the nicest salmon moat for dinner yesterday. It was one that the Exfactor had bought at the market downtown and there is another one in the freezer. I pan fried it in a little olive oil and it turned out perfect and both Tyke and I enjoyed it very much. I think I could eat one every night but then again, I might get tired of it after a while. I do like the strong flavor of it and love the texture. It's really something to bite into.

I also had a vey good visit with my former domestic help who had the brain embolism right at the same time that my sister ended up in intensive care. Her name is Margo and she is doing well now and has made a good recovery. She's in therapy and taking medicine and generally being kept an eye on. It will be a while before she's allowed to work again and it will only be part time. 

We've become great friends and get on like we've known each other all our lives. We talk an awful lot about anything at all and all the things women talk about in specific and never fall silent. The hours that she was here sped by.. I really do like her a lot and there is all kinds of room for her in my life. 

 My contact person at Social Services wants me to look for another volunteer job and I didn't tell him that I was getting a visitor from the States and that I was going there myself for the holidays. I very sincerely told him that I would look and I will  and chance would have it that while I was out walking Tyke, I discovered the local office of the Labor Party right in my own neighborhood. Guess where I'll be going to look for a volunteer job?

I slept fantastically well last night and in a stupor, in the middle of the night, let Tyke out to do a piddle out back. I hardly remember stumbling back to bed and into it. All I knew was that I had to finish sleeping because I was clearly not done yet. I do have the most amazing dreams and seem to be working out all sorts of old issues symbolically. Or maybe they are new issues dressed in old coats. Dreams are part of your working life and have a valid existence. It's good to have them even if you consciously don't always understand them.

It's time to eat breakfast.