1 day to Friday

The last couple of days at work have been rather hectic – we are short staffed by 5 people – for various reasons, and needless to say I am shattered.
Today was not so bad as I was working at our outpatient department which is a little more civilized. I had quite a nice day at work, I went to meet a patient I had called in the waiting room and when she saw me, she exclaimed at how pretty I was, never mind that she was about 90 years old and nearly blind, a compliment is a compliment!
I had a date with Cuzz Col for gym and coffee after work. On the way to meet her she called me to say lets can the gym but still meet for coffee – I agreed heartily, however I spent the next 40 minutes stuck in traffic thanks to roadwork’s and the light at the intersection of Argyle and Umgeni were not working to add to the usual mayhem. We haven’t had roadwork’s in this country for 20 years, now for 2010, every road is being worked on. After telling a pushy taxi driver off – I managed to maneouver myself out of the gridlock and managed to get to the coffee shop at 10 to 6 – I suggested to Coll to forgo the coffee and hop over the road to Hemingway’s where we would just be in time for a half price cocktail. She agreed with alacrity. So we made it with 5 minutes to spare and had a cosmopolitan each.
She then headed off to meet another friend for supper and I hightailed it home. On arrival, I was greeted by HTB who was hyperventilating because dear kitty was in a catfight and had not come home. I walked around the garden but could not find her. Back upstairs I discovered a present left for us by dear kitty – aka – a dead bird. HTB was tasked with removing the remains. We decided to go out for supper, whilst walking out we called for dear kitty, eventually being rewarded by hearing a plaintive miaow in response. HTB shone his torch up and we found her, by virtue of her glowing eyes, about 12 foot up a tree in the garden. We loaned a ladder from the neighbors – but it was not long enough. We resolve that there is not much more we could do to help her – I will ask the gardener to assist me tomorrow to get her down. Maybe a night up a tree will teach her to not do this again. Just another normal day in the Hanes/Heath Household!