anna_wing

Friends who know me in real life, thank you very much for your concern and good wishes, for which I am glad and grateful. I am alive and well, at least so far. Things could be worse.

My housekeeper is away on holiday, and my (now) four cats are extremely unhappy about the sudden drop in service standards. However they now have free, make-your-own-fun feline psychodrama to entertain them instead, as Three-legged Cat (TLC for short) has graduated from the poolside gym to the dining-room (since housekeeper is not around to cook for guests I will not be using it). The maintenance people at the office have built me a lovely bamboo and chicken wire screen with which to block the doorway, so that he can see and be seen (and smell and be smelled) while not being allowed to be in direct contact with the original incumbents. I don't intend to go further than that until Housekeeper is back.

I was hoping to use this time to lose those last seven kilos that will get me down to a mice spot in the middle of my BMI range, but so far, people have been giving me food as if they fear I will starve otherwise. Which is also very sweet and kind, and it is furthermore fabulously excellent home-cooking, but does make the plan that much harder to implement...