Use the GPS. I’m so glad I learned that lesson from the last time I got lost in my own home town. Fish Hoek is not exactly a metropolis, yet in December I drove around one of its tiny suburbs looking for a road. Eventually, I stopped on the side of the road, grabbed my cell phone and put on the GPS. It led me around the corner to my destination. Today, when I went to pick something up on Nerina Crescent, I went straight to the GPS before leaving. Fish Hoek is a bit of a conundrum. There are four (at least) parts to Ranger Rd. There are first, second and third avenues AND crescents and there is a Nerina Avenue and a Nerina Crescent. So confusing. I have been told that student town planners come to Fish Hoek to see how NOT to plan a town. Anyway, no time was lost. I followed the lady and she led me the way. I think I may have taken the wrong exit at a circle but she quickly found my spot and rectified the route. What a clever thing!
Driving about reminded me of the drought. Cape Town is thirsty. The fields are brown and dusty. Today is really warm and still. You can just feel that water is evaporating from the dams and ponds. It’s hard to go anywhere without seeing people walking to and from their homes with large bottles of water. The news is filled with people talking about Day Zero. Social media are covered with tips and hints, gadgets and ideas for saving water, using less, filters and desalination suggestions. Could this be Cape Town’s biggest crisis ever? The entire population of Cape Town is involved. No one is exempt. We all need water and our supply is fast running out. We are using our tank water, but there are no guarantees that sufficient water will fall from the sky to fill them up before we run out. Today I did a load of washing. We measured the use and found our washing machine used 41 litres. I didn’t think that was too bad. I washed our sheet and pillow cases and some clothes and towels. Then I did a number of items by hand. The washing machine load dried in two hours. It’s warm outside. While outside, I used the tank water to wash my hair. One must do what one must do….in this picture I really think I look like my Mom!
In my office, it’s like a sauna. Alas, there is no option for having a quick cold shower. All that is available, is a sponge down or to blob out in front of the fan.
#552 of my 1000 thanks is for the fan.
Something weird happened today. I got a fake email from my boss. It looked entirely legit except for the language and grammar. It came with her name in the email and was signed not only with her name but also her designation of MD and the company website address. Yet its contents were suspicious. I was asked to please do a transfer of a large amount of money. It had to be done today. There were parts of it that sounded plausible. I got Mike up to my office. I read him the email. He shook his head. I re-read the email. There were too many grammatical errors. This didn’t ‘sound’ like my MD. Besides, if she needed me to do something as big as this, she would contact me via Skype and ask me directly. I saw she was online on Skype, so I sent her a message simply asking if she emailed me this morning. She immediately came back with ‘no.’ I sent her the email. She had been spoofed. I’d not heard about spoofing before. Now I know.
Mike and I are just waiting for it to cool down a bit and then we will go for a walk about.
Psalm 138:8
The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; Your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever.
Drought or no drought, that promise holds firm.
These are the days.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂