I live my life

Smack the alarm and roll over until it is twenty minutes until I am supposed to be at work.

Roll out of bed, take a shower, and find something comfortable to wear that might pass as semi-professional.

Crack a few eggs and attack them dark red between with tony's and cracked pepper.

Roll out the door saying hello to Harriet, the maid, as we pass one leaving the other arriving.

Pat Jimmy and Foxy on the head and always look up to the Northwest above our flat for some reason that I don't fully understand.

Pull the shades off my shirt and slide them on (thank you Brother and Jennah).

Begin toward the gate whistling Third Eye Blind Bonfire, probably because it is the song that woke me up this morning.

Mr. Beybe steps out of the guard house and opens the gate for me as we tell each other good morning and have a good day.

I walk along the side of the road and hear the little lizards scurrying along through the dry grass. Those things are every where!

I cross Vubu and walk along the compound just west of ZEHRP. The dust is getting kicked around by the traffic on the road as I make a left into the main clinic site.

I say hello to Norman, the guard that is just about the happiest person I have ever seen in my life.

I unpack my laptop and connect the network cable as I greet the lab staff and ask them about their weekend.

I open email, QC, write an agenda, and request quotes until lunch time.

I step out of the laboratory and walk about two hundred feet to Judy's and place my order for chicken and Nshima.

I start toward the warped tables under the tarp tent  centrally positioned inside the walls of the 112 Vubu Road and sit with Katy and Kahler who just recently arrived from the flats and IAVI, respectively.

Enjoy my lunch talking with my fantastic friends and head back in to the lab.

Leave Main for IAVI around 3:00 (an hour after lunch) for a meeting with the repository managers.

Kahler and I go over our vision for the organization of the repository and they listen as if a burden was lifted though we were giving them a list of things to do. I think I get it.

Then time to suit up, lab coat, exam gloves, forceps, ice packs and a cooler. It's time to QC the shipment... again.

Locate errors and update database accordingly.


Lock up IAVI, set the alarm and head for the Esprite Trading Post for a Coke.

I stare at the monster tree that erupts from the earth at the west end of Mwembelelo Road.

The Morning glories that line the sides of the road are shut tight but, it's alright because I know they will be back at dawn.

A dusty walk, five and a half pen, a few more hello, how was your days, and waving at the starers ensued.

Hello Lucas (the night guard), how are you?

Throw pack on the ground and hit my bed, lay there thinking about what tomorrow holds and then shut work brain down.

Hop on the webs to say hello to Josh and my Brother, and finish my coke.

Cook some spring rolls and slice some cheese and dinner is served.

Mosy over to the porch next door where Katy is on her lappy and Kahler is strumming the guitar that Lyndie has gotten for him to play at Bible Study.

Talk about the day and play/sing a few favorite tunes and I head over to write this.

Going to put my nose in the GRE for a few minutes and then knock off, didn't get but about three hours last night. Not bad, just not great. Still can't get to sleep when I want.

Lots to think about and plenty to keep me busy, feeling a little numb actually.

That was my day.

All is taking it's own little slice of the day.