Hi Readers,
Two posts in a week, a record!
And a huge callout to one of my faithful readers for some great feedback...Thanks CG!!
Well, after three weeks at home doing an enforced diddly squat, I have now been given the all clear to go back to work, sort of.
My doctor would not hear anything about going back full time, and has said only half days for the next two weeks, as I'm generally at my best in the mornings. We have two weeks holidays after that, so I'm sure that my tanks (and liver!) should be fully recharged by then.
It's amazing how the mind works. For three weeks I have not thought much about school at all, even though I have been tapping away with some of my roles from home.
Since knowing that I am back on the job tomorrow (sort of!) my mind has been racing.
I was awake for hours last night with things running through my head and trying to prioritise them so that they get done in some sort of an orderly fashion. I think that what was worrying me most is that there are so many things to do, but I'll only have half a day to attack them.
So I've gone from not thinking about work, to being kept awake about it at night!!
Then there will also be the mountain of work that has piled up that I don't know about yet!
Still, no point in worrying about it, as that won't help. Things will get done in time, I just need to be sensible.
I love to collect motivational quotes, and after just looking through them, these three jumped out at me. Actually, just about all of them did, but these ones resonate particularly at the moment.
The last one in particular speaks to me as I just cannot cope with pessimists as I am generally an optimistic person at the best of times.
Possibly the hardest thing to cope with lately has been no exercise.
I am accustomed to daily exercise, and missing a day does my head in, so you can imagine what three weeks has been like, with another two weeks at least to follow!!
Even though I really miss my exercise, I'm prepared to keep sitting it out as I don't want to cause further problems by coming back too early.
One of our sons mentioned this to me the other day when he said "Dad, you're missing the two things you love most, your exercise, and your home brew beer"
Yep he nailed both. Readers, please don't think that I am a total soak, and drink beer from dawn to dusk. I am a responsible drinker!!
It's just that I really enjoy making my own beer, and have been doing it for more than 20 years.
I like it more than the commercial stuff that is generally made for the masses, hence the more blander taste that many of them have. Plus, my stuff has less preservatives in it, and is so much cheaper than buying the ready made stuff (although I do buy it from time to time)
It's great just having a stash out in the shed, knowing that I can grab one whenever I want.
This is my beer making time of the year, so last Friday I put a barrel on (made up a brew) and now it will bubble away for a week until it is ready for bottling.
The brewing is so easy, takes only 10 minutes to mix sugar, beer mix, boiling and cold water and a touch of yeast and it's done.
The bottling takes time, about an hour and a half to do a barrel that fills about 60 stubbies that are usually ready in about a month. As I make a big stash over Summer, I always have enough to last through the year, just perfect to grab one when I watch the football on a Friday or Saturday night.
This is my barrel happily bubbling away. Such a pleasant sound as it means all is going well with the fermentation!
Probably another consequence of being sick for the past few weeks is that I have lost a lot of weight as I have really been off my food. My appetite is slowly coming back, and I have lost my yellow colour, but in the next few weeks I hope to regain some condition and tone.
Losing a few kg's hasn't been all that bad for me, so I hope I can maintain this more suitable weight.
I probably won't when I get the all clear to start drinking my home brew again!!!
Stay tuned for my next photo after I get back into my exercise!!
I also have a spring in my step this week as my other passion begins this Thursday- AFL Football.
For my overseas readers, this is Australian Rules Football (AFL), the one that you might see on ESPN where we jump on each other, catch the ball (it's called a mark), wrestle each other (that's a tackle) kick the ball and hit it with our hands (a handball).
It's a great game to play, although there are often many injuries. I've had lots of injuries when playing, and many of these still cause me grief. An ankle reconstruction, torn ligaments in shoulders and about 6 knee operations are just a few to mention, but if I had my time again I'd still play the game.
Apart from playing, the next best thing is to follow a team, and my team is Richmond, also known as the Tigers.
We are a bit of a laughing stock to other supporters because we are perennial losers and under achievers. The last time we finished as the top team was in 1980, but there is absolutely no way I could ever swap teams. We also have a reputation of finishing 9th, one spot short of qualifying for the finals.
This year will be different readers, as I maintain my positive outlook for our chances as usual.
We begin the season by playing one of our traditional rivals, Carlton (known as the Blues) this Thursday night, so you know where to find me this Thursday at 7.00 - in front of the TV wearing something yellow and black!! ( but not with my usual beer !!)
Well Readers, that just about brings me to the end of my recent layoff, I now need to go and actually get my clothes ready for tomorrow which is a change after just throwing on a pair of shorts and a singlet for a day on the couch!
Who knows what tomorrow will bring, but I am confident that I will be physically ready for a half day.
Let's just wait and see!!
Until my next post...
Cheers!!