The westerly wind direction made for a pleasant day in Kommetjie; the sea was flat and a light onshore breeze kept us cool even in the sunshine. However, it was not a day for the idle at this house - Sunday continues to be a day of work, as it is the only day of the week when sufficient are gathered to assist in the heavy duties of branch-cutting, cement mixing or plank planing. While others head off into nature for a stroll on the beach or in the mountains, perhaps a picnic down at Cape Point, we are up at sparrow's, walking the dog, then breakfast, then whatever He Who Can Fix Anything desires for us to do.
I can't say we are willing labourers, and we don't get paid, but in the end the effort is always worth the result, as despite much swearing from the foreman and impatient outbursts, he knows what he is doing and perfection is the only acceptable outcome. It is very tiring.
As the sun sinks into the sea, the end of the working day is declared and I am then asked what is for supper. After 40 years I should be used to it, but on occasion it would be nice to be let off the hook. Today, in anticipation of my last day at the office tomorrow, I suddenly felt energised to start sorting out cupboards and drawers, packing away winter clothes (tempting fate) and even doing the ironing (perish it!). Now I am listening to golden oldies on the radio in the golden light of sunset. The freshly washed dogs are lying at my feet - they have also had a spring clean in the run-up to Christmas - and it will be wonderful to stay at home with them again after being out every day. They really are too old to be left alone now.
So hooray for Monday, last day in the office, and looking forward to Tuesday! I have great plans ahead!
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