I made it. I'm in South Africa!
You may want to check out my goings on here: Wild Sabbatical
The new blog is open to the world while The Mind of a Bear continues to be anonymous. Help me out with this and don't cross-reference things. Though all are welcome to read and comment. Though it may be boring.
Cheers all.
Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Preparations
On Friday, I leave for six weeks in South Africa. Imagine. I can't.
I'll be staying on the outskirts of Grahamstown.
Because of the strangeness of my job, I get to do things like this. There is even a special fund that is paying for this. This is grace. I am grateful. It will save my life.
Today has been another flurry of activity getting things ready.
Shots at the health dept. (which I should have done 3 weeks ago).
Some footwear for me (not easy to find what you want in a size 14D).
Contact and chats with some friends.
And then . . . . . something I have long wanted, but been too inhibited to do.
I got my ear pierced. Just one - the right one.
Now, if you've read this blog, you may remember several years back, I had another piercing, but in a place nobody could see (unless invited, so to speak). {Sadly, it is no longer in place; and still missed.}
But the ear, ah, that's a public piercing. It makes a different kind of statement.
I am "on sabbatical" till the end of March. When I go back to my usual place of employment, I hope to have the courage to keep it in. There will be pressure to take it out. But, for two months, at least, I can play.
I'll be staying on the outskirts of Grahamstown.
Because of the strangeness of my job, I get to do things like this. There is even a special fund that is paying for this. This is grace. I am grateful. It will save my life.
Today has been another flurry of activity getting things ready.
Shots at the health dept. (which I should have done 3 weeks ago).
Some footwear for me (not easy to find what you want in a size 14D).
Contact and chats with some friends.
And then . . . . . something I have long wanted, but been too inhibited to do.I got my ear pierced. Just one - the right one.
Now, if you've read this blog, you may remember several years back, I had another piercing, but in a place nobody could see (unless invited, so to speak). {Sadly, it is no longer in place; and still missed.}
But the ear, ah, that's a public piercing. It makes a different kind of statement.
I am "on sabbatical" till the end of March. When I go back to my usual place of employment, I hope to have the courage to keep it in. There will be pressure to take it out. But, for two months, at least, I can play.
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