Feliz Año Nuevo

 

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This year seemed to go much faster,  I can’t even remember what I did new years eve 2016 …I was in divorce mode and have a vague memory of vomiting…lol…yet so many things happened in my little life and the rest of the world. I mean…ole Bob Mugabe stepped down as president …need I say more….and most people I’ve spoken to shares the same sentiment.

I tiny part of me still want to believe that our water problem is a government conspiracy, but driving through the cape flats yesterday….was a rude awakening. Even on my morning walks admiring the hydrangeas …I felt sad, cause they all looked so dreary.

But when it started raining heavily last night and this morning…I felt a sense of relieve. Ok, the dams are not overflowing, but it gave me hope for 2018..not only for Cape Town, but it symbolised a fresh new, clean start for the year ahead!

Happy New Year!

Cat x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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All About The Band.. 

when I saw this headband for the first time.. It was love at first sight…but the price tag was…ok, go stand on Kenilworth main road and sell your body quickly…but I have this little secret… It’s called patience.. And all of a sudden my R500 headband became R75

And I suppose…this is just life.. A whole Lotta bundles of Patience right? 

Hope everyone had a blessed Christmas? 

Good night world 

Cat x

Off The Grid

Its day one of my leave and I only woke up at 5am this morning (covered in milky bar buttons by the way)!….but that’s how exhausted I was last night! I was so overwhelmed yesterday at the thought of not coming to work …that I could catch all the tears in a bucket and water my plants…..In all honesty…I hate being at home this time of the year…I would much rather be at work eating corned beef, potato  & carrot salad, roast chicken…drinking carbonated Oros and watching the movie four corners with my good ole friend that deserted me….lol Bless her cotton socks I miss her dearly!

But next year, I’m looking forward to being off in June, as I m planning a trip to Egypt inshallah

So Karen’s wonky phone (love you my friend) bombed out on me as well….so I’ve been off the grid now for exactly 6 days.  I’ve cancelled my early upgrade cause MTN justed pissed me off… and I’m sitting here thinking…..do I really need a cell phone?  I’m getting real comfortable without one and perhaps this is what Lord wants…like when he spoke to Moses on the mountain….lol

Ill think about the situation during my walk this morning….

Have a good day people of the palace!

Cat x

 

Weapon Of Mass Destruction

When I was 19……Delia bought a bed from ellerines and got a free cell phone. That’s when I got my very first cell phone and it was the most liberating feeling ever.

As technology evolved over the years….it was just the most exciting thing for my brother and me to go and upgrade our phones every two years.

But for past year… I started hating my cell phone…..it became a weapon of self-destruction…. a tool that made me very depressed. It became a means of sending and receiving hateful messages…..candy crush 24/7 and then there’s all the trouble I got into withTinder!!!

Last week, I literally felt like taking a hammer (yes… I own a hammer) and smashing my phone into a million pieces….but then Jesus took the wheel… and smashed it for me…..by having a taanie with a big sunhat and sunglasses steel it from right under my nose. Now, normally when I cant find my phone…I have a mini-stroke, but this time around…I had this overwhelming feeling of relief. My only panic was…how the hell am I going to know what time it is…lol (note to self….buy a watch)

So i was off the grid until I realised…shit…I need to uber…lol So Karen very kindly borrowed me her cellphone

I’m getting a new phone in a few days….but I’m not to heavily phased about it….and decided when I do get my new phone…it will only be used for banking and uber….ghallas

So ask yourself the question….how much time do you spend on your cell phone when you can use that time to do something more productive?

Today is my last day at work and the dark eye circles are darker than my uncle Chakka…..I’ve gotten myself into a terrible routine of waking up at 2am believing the rest of the population is up and buying Nandos at this time…..so looking forward to reversing the situation.

Have a peachy day

Cat x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JACOBS for what………………………

Canal walk shopping centre will NEVER see me again…..not unless a mini volcano that’s been lying dormant for 100 years in the centre court outside Mr Price Cavendish Square…  suddenly decide to erupt and only destroy ….wait for it…..the brand new Nespresso store  🙂 My heart legit stopped for a few seconds when I saw this permanent situation

To be honest…..I can’t remember a time that I use to drink instant coffee…..I think I mentally blocked in when nespresso entered my life. I can well imagine that it was horrid!!!

There’s no other way to describe it…..But I’m a Nespresso brat and will go without food and water for it.  I was gifted a nesspresso takeaway mug…and obviously…..the psyco in me tested my new little toy. It keeps your coffee piping hot for exactly 5 hours…after that …its literally still doable…so thank you Keith, Robyn and Namhs for giving me the gift of joy and absolute bliss

Talking about water….guys the situation is SO REAL. On the 18th of May 2018, our water supply will officially be turned off and we going to have to queue for water with our 25L containers at collection points, almost like voting stations. I saw a video of ole Pat Delille where the police have already set up a practice station in preparation for D day. Like I really need to still add this to my list anxieties….. So please be mindful when opening your taps for shit

Have a great week peeps!

PS – my phone got stolen {hence sadly no pictures on this post}, so I’ve decided to take a mini-sabbatical from it for a while. Brave they say…..but as long as I still have my nespresso…I think I will survive….lol

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Just checking in to say I’m still alive….tackling life’s little curve balls one day at a time….like a well-adjusted, sane human being………………………………………….

……………….SAYS CATHERINE NEVER……but a girl can have ambition right…lol

Due to one of those tiny little curve balls…..all I’ve literally done for the past 3 months is sleep, work, eat, buy plants….repeat………

My colleague of 17 years passed away on the 1st of November….and to date….I haven’t shed a single tear. Now….. we talking about a person, that tears up when one of her plants give birth to offspring…but I think back to an episode of Grey’s Anatomy….where Maggie is sobbing over the grave of her recently deceased mother….with Meredith and Amy looking on…. confused as to why she visits the grave every week and cries …..Meredith says….”perhaps this is what grieve looks like when you haven’t had any shitty things happen in your life”……………….

And I ask myself that question….have I reached that very fine line….

Some news though:

  • Namhla and I are starting a church with Guyguy’s 6 year old son Giovani as head of the congregation…..note this is not a cult….I repeat, this will NOT be a cult.
  • I completely fried my hair by doing a home bleach job due to the lack of sleep and the desperate need for change….the verdict is mixed, but I’ll stick with the lighter hair for now
  • I made a friend that’s becoming very dear to me…..and ya’ll now…I rarely make new friends

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  • I’m still in the treehouse…….my journey there is just not over…….no I lie….I just like it here 🙂
  • Dr Dennis and  I still discuss what will happen to me if he dies before me….well…I discuss….he just stares at me with this blank impression like….erm
  • Baby tooth finally fell out and I survived to tell the tale!

     

    The current dream is to write my next post from some exotic location……Nadia Jaftha move over…..lol….she really has done so well, suppose hard work pays off at the end of the day.

    I do still have an entire month to get through first ……I’m counting the days!

    Cat x

    The Sky Is Falling….

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    It all started with Homo Naledi three weeks ago ….there was this gigantic skull on the cover of the late Argus….and I thought….(in my inspector Jacques Clouseau voice)…..

    Who are these imposters that could make fire before us…lol…..so my curiosity got the best of me and I bought the paper.

    Now the newspaper to me….is like a fluorescent light to a vampire …..in actual fact…Ive never…EVER bought one…..so I felt like a real adult walking off with my newspaper under my arm….

    …all very interesting this homo naledi business (archaeologist cat automatically morph into existence)……but then my eyes wonder to the article of the Breda murders ……and without even realising it……my mind spirals into one of those old fashion fly catchers my ouma use to have hanging from the ceiling….a web of disgust…and a deep, deep sadness for mankind….

    And when I say deep sadness….I mean….. tears that could make Patricia de Lille so happy she could go out and invest in a legit Brazilian weave….what water problem ya’ll talking about?

    Girl at the Sorbet till….”would you like to use your Sorbet points?”….and Im like” YES….cause the world could end in 30 minutes and I could DIE without using my sorbet points”…..not tomorrow, not and hour….exactly 30 minutes hey…lol

    Now this is an unknown level of anxiety for me……the world is ending the world is ending the world is ending…………….

    And bam…..I feel a sudden force shoving me from behind…..and just before my head hits the tar…..I think…Jesus…not this again…..lol

    Unknown good samaritan: “did they stab you?”

    Me: “NO…DON’T WORRY….im just a bleeder… I’m ok…..I JUST need a Xanax”

    My body went into shock….so I couldn’t feel a thing at that stage….but my Xanax was right there at the top of my priorities in times of crisis….like it should be….lol

    But instantaneously my faith in mankind is restored and curious Cat survives to write another post…

    So my thoughts…

    1. If Homo Naledi knew how to make fire before us….how and why did us Homo sapiens survive to evolve into beings capable of such cruel acts towards each other?
    2. Beneath all the sick and twisted individuals of this world…..there’s a layer of good….decent people. That’s what you have to hold on to…..thats what you have to remember every second of the day…..cause ultimately…I feel like thats what will keep us from becoming extinct
    3. We have to get knocked down….sometimes literally….more than once …..and worse than others…..to rid your mind from all the negativity it carries…

    The sky could fall tomorrow….so live your life like its the last day on earth…..

    Cat x

    Opinionated Much

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    “The other thing about me… is like… I give zero fucks about anything….yet I have a strong opinion about everything….even topics I’m not informed on”

    You just gotta love Hannah..#Girls HBO season 6

    So word on the street is….H&M is moving into Cavendish Square joining the rest of the ‘made in China’ brigade

    I was quite keen to see what the new MRP had to offer……since they moved in the gigantic space where Stuttafords use to be ( need I say more about the country’s economy) ….but was highly disappointed when I realised it was the same old shit made from crappy material… where XL doesn’t feature….in a glossier environment.

    I’ve found some nice items at Woolworths…but I could only afford to buy them on sale. The rest….all made in china crap at ridiculous price tags disguised as “fashion”….come on woollies, its called alixpress

    When it comes to clothing…..I believe in quality…and not quantity…quality pieces that I have worn for years….which could expand when I expanded 🙂 But ever since URBAN… my go to for  quality made in South Africa…has gone bust…..shopping for clothing has been a bit of a challenge.

    Ok….so one can argue that I have gained a few kg’s that bumped me into the plus size category….but does that mean the slightly bigger girl’s only option is Donna Claire and that we should be robbed from our individualism?

    Personal finances is a huge problem….so the average girl on the street don’t really have a choice but to buy this cheap crap….but until someone in Rylands decide to start a sweat shop in their garage…..I’ll stick to what I have in my closet for now.

    Cat x

    What Goes Up…Must Come Down

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    I was asked the question…..”What is the purpose of this blog?”

    And the answer is simple….what is the purpose of reading a book? You not going to read mills and boons….when James Patterson is actually your thing….I started writing my blog again as a means to deal with my divorce.

    At first glance…the understanding was… that it just didn’t work out….geez…I even had the bright idea of throwing a divorce party…..but how naïve was I to think that it would be that simple. When you marry someone….you marry their family…..and with that came a bundle of emotions that I didn’t quite bargain for….but I signed up none the less….and in the end….it wasn’t he’s betrayal of divulging my level of sanity (Cause ya’ll know me…I’ve never claimed to be a full box of chocolates)….but it was his immediate family that hurt me the most.  I take my hat off to Delia…..she loved Lincoln like a son…..and not a son in law…and when things went sideways…..she sat down with him….to hear he’s side of the situation…..something I was never afforded by my inlaws. I was trialed, convicted, executed and swept under the carpet all in one day…..without even being invited to court….lol

    No…it’s not funny…especially when you’ve told your ex that you want him to drive he’s car off a cliff and die….again…lol…funny but not funny.

    But the real question is….how long do you keep silent and believe that Karma will prevail? How long does this Karma thing take to kick in? I suppose its a little thing called faith…and science…what goes up….must come down right

    I’ll leave you with the words of my very colorful friend Noleen….If you reveal your secrets…don’t blame the wind for telling the trees…

    Cat x

    Self Discoveries Part 2 – Gift or Curse

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    06 March 2017 – Rooms of Dr Dennis, Phychiatrist

    Cat: Dr Dennis….please don’t have me committed for what you about to hear….as much as I love *J2….I don’t think the food is that great….the sandwiches they use to hand out in the morning on my day visits…were very dry…..

    Dr Dennis: Well Catherine….I don’t think you’ll survive one night at* J2…Its very noisy… noise and commotion does not sit well with you.

    When a stranger tells me to look up what an empath or *HSP is….I find myself delving into a world that’s borderline science fiction…..so I decided a visit to good ole Dr Dennis (my person of sense and sensibility) would be a good idea.

    So this is how he explains it to me:

    Dr Dennis: A normal person walks in the road…her brain only takes in what she wants to absorb, she has a choice. She can let go of information that is not important to her. But your brain is wired differently….you walk in the road….and absorb and feel EVERYTHING around you. The faintest smell, sound, emotion, the tiniest detail. You don’t have a choice, your brain is like sponge…..and it stores all this information….Most of the time….you don’t even know this information is up there….When you sleep…you are most vulnerable….and that’s the time your brain frantically tries to process all this info. That is why you sleep, but still exhausted in the morning….your brain can not switch off….so no Catherine….you don’t have psychic powers… The scientific term is sensory processing sensitivity

    Cat:  So the girl in PnP didn’t just lie to me about not having mini milk tarts at the back….I Imagined it right?

    Dr Dennis: No, you didn’t ….you’ve interacted with her before …and your brain stored her usual tone of voice, mannerisms and facial expression…like with every single person you encounter or that’s in your life.  Whether it’s only 1 second or every day. That is how detailed the information is you take in…..It’s virtually impossible for people to hide their real emotions from you.  This doesn’t even begin to explain your own emotions… sadness, confusion, hurt, disappointment, anger…..multiply that by 100 than that of a ‘normal’ person….sometimes this overwhelming feeling is that bad….you literally feel like disappearing….hence your little night time trips to the ER over the years.

    Cat: Very funny Dr Dennis….So how do I fix this? Do we get *Dr Shepherd to rewire the situation?

    Dr Dennis: ( smiles….he obviously watch grey’s anatomy) You can’t…your were born like this…a happy inquisitive child….but dreadfully moody and ‘shell’ like you call it …at times…I can only help you manage your sleep….but that is why Dr Kajieker at J2 sent you for occupational therapy and not psychotherapy….to teach you coping mechanisms. And if you really think about it….you’ve already naturally created some coping mechanisms yourself over the years…some of which may seem quirky to people.

    Cat: Like obsessively going to bed at 8pm…its kills people when they hear that…lol….walking around with earphones with the same song on repeat for weeks…not willingly subjecting myself to negative information I can’t control like Facebook, the news or newspapers…etc. etc.

    Dr Dennis: Exactly…

    Growing up as a child…whenever I cried….*Delia’s famous last word…”Why are you crying, would you like me to give you something to cry about?” ….so naturally as an adult…when I cried…there just had to be a good reason for it right? So over the years I latched on to just about anything to justify the uncontrollable tears …Like my dog that ran away 10 years ago….geez…get over it already….but not for one second did I ever think the tears and emotions….is not always about me….but everything to do with who and what was around me.

    Dr Dennis: Catherine, only 20% of the world’s population has this trait on the level you have it….that’s why random strangers in the mall gravitate towards you and tell you their problems. It’s a gift…

    Cat: More like a bloody curse 😦

    So much info on the web regarding this, but perhaps read the following article:http://liveboldandbloom.com/08/self-improvement/empath-traits-of-highly-sensitive-person

    *J2 – psychiatric department at Grooteschuur hospital

    * Delia – AKA my mother

    *HSP – Higly Sensitive Person