Wasn't September a hoot?

Well, hasn't September been a hoot?

Many of the days (numerologically-wise) have been triple numbers too to add to the whammy that has been this month.

The month ends with a black moon tonight - lol - remember I might be a day ahead of you and in the future already!

In the flow

Since setting foot on North Island of Aotearoa, I seem to be in the flow. I decide what I need, and it comes to me without effort. It has been rather nice. Lol...that sounds very English and extremely understated, not being one to rave about awesomeness...

The scared person behind the obnoxious behaviour

Yesterday at work, a patient whose CPAP trial I had done the previous week, walked in demanding to be seen. He was extremely aggressive and abusive to the frontline staff who tried to help him.

It's ready

The SAPCCs are ready for collection!!!

YAY!

I am so happy I could bust a gut.

Some movement

The London Visa Application Centre have acknowledged receipt of my visa application which has now been forwarded for allocating to a case officer.

Pushing over the fake wall

My hubby lectured me yesterday about my attitude to emigrating. Said it was "weird" not to want to go, as it encompassed all the dreams we'd ever had. Everything we want rolled into one.

I'm alright...I think

So...last week was a bit of a doozy when it came to stress.

The unfolding drama

Yesterday there was some unfolding drama behind us.

As you can see from the picture above, the fire in the community centre (which is empty and earmarked for demolition) was very close to our house (where the blue arrow is).

Laughter...always the best medicine

We've been laughing a lot lately.

While lying together Sunday night, just generally talking, Greg said something while I was talking. I thought I heard "pushion".

Christmas Full Moon

So this is why I needed to remain in the UK instead of jetting off to be in Oz as we'd planned.

Something has shifted

Something over the last 48 hours has shifted BIG time with-in me. Maybe it is also on a planetary-wide level? It has once again brought about a different perspective, the blinkers having dissolved.

Supporting and accepting each other

"Thank you for what you have done for my brother."

That's not my name

I heard the Ting Tings - That's not my name and it jogged my memory...

Whilst in South Africa, I was reminded how wound up I used to get about the pronunciation of my name when I lived there.

Painful manifestation of my emotions

I felt out of sorts on the flight out to Cape Town. Nothing I could put my finger on, but assumed it was just part of the excitement about seeing everyone.

I didn't feel much like eating, so didn't, cos as you probably know, airline food is nothing to get excited about.

A decisive decision

I woke up Friday morning with a firm conviction that I need to fly out to South Africa. No more dithering, sitting around waiting and feeling a bit like an indecisive wet rag.

Yay!

Woot! Things are moving along nicely.

So much grief

So much pain, suffering and grief swirling around.

A night of memories

What a great night of memories. A place of work in which many of the people have become like family to me.

Oh how sweet!

I discovered this heartwarming message left by my boss on Facebook

Break through

Wow, break through indeed.