Mostly.
Mission accomplished though. I planned to do nothing on the weekend and that is precisely what I did. Actually that’s a lie because in my eyes, sleep is also an activity. So therefore I was very busy. Very busy sleeping.
I slept too much, watched too many movies, some good, some crap and I drank too much wine. Hang on, saying too many or too much makes them sound like bad things. It wasn’t bad at all. I guess then that I slept enough, watched enough movies and drank enough wine.
I got the fright of my life again yesterday just around lunchtime. I was peacefully minding my own business when out of nowhere came this God Almighty bang. The explosion was powerful enough that it rocked the accommodation block. I had instant flashbacks to Badgag and all the fears of the bombing and rocket/mortar fire that we had to endure regularly. It turns out that they were just blasting near the camp (for the road we are building) in a type of rock that required extra explosives but because I was watching a movie with my headphones on I never heard the warning sirens. But I sure heard and felt the bang. My heart stopped for a second or two while my mind was ripped violently from the movie back into reality and it took a few seconds to come to terms with it. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?? WHERE WAS I?? Once I had calmed down a bit I chuckled at myself for being so silly and then I called a mate and we went for lunch. If the explosion didn’t get us maybe the food would.
I also had too much / enough time to think about stuff, life, people, circumstances and perceptions. My mind does get deep and meaningful with itself when cooped up all alone in La Cassa Da Hoox.
Back in the office this morning and it’s a miserable day. Actually it has been raining all weekend pretty much. I feel good about this week. Maybe a rest is required every once in a while.
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