9:12 PM The Nail in my Heart

Today I am to work in a different town.

The alarm clock failed for a 6am wakeup (I intended some exercise). I woke up at 7am. I had a shower, had breakfast and still missed the bus. I arrived around 9.15am. But they seemed a little surprised as it seems the details had not been ironed out.
So I spent most of the day trying to fit between their needs to use the equipment and my need to try and understand why their wireless computer network has never worked. Just like the training centre the staff were full of promises that lacked reality as a basis. So a promised lunch never materialised.
As I put on my new shoes (I had travelled in comfortable trainers) the new laces on the right show snapped. My Boy Scout training came in handy - 2 reef knots later.
They lacked installation disks, manuals and a broadband connection - so it was hard graft.

I caught the wrong bus when I got back to my town. For some reason I only noticed the unitary digit which is the same for both buses that appear at that stand and head in “generally” the same direction. Alas I caught the one that drops me off far from my home. Coincidentally on the same bus was one of the staff of the Training centre. She never looked up and so I did not interrupt her. I also know she likes to separate work from home - so if I had said hi I would be interrupting her “home” time.

6pm - I finally get home. The lil guy is so chuffed to see me. He’s bouncing around like a bubble in a pop bottle. I change clothes and note that Lisa is on Messenger but she hasn’t sent me any email. So I don’t go begging.
While I eat we watch 20minutes of “The Lion king”, 10 minutes of “Dirty Dancing” and as he gets bored of that too we end up watching “Finding Nemo” for 1 hour. Then he decides he needs activity. So we journey upstairs for wrestling.
15 minutes later we are back downstairs. He had walked into a door edge. So once again we were watching TV - The Simpsons. The lil guy next to me with an ice pack on his head - for 5 minutes. Then he had a wash and we rang his Mum.

My sister was released from hospital today. The last drainage tube is out. We haven’t told the lil guy. She intends to come down, maybe, on Sunday. She still has to go back on Friday for bandage removal and further appointments are scheduled for test results and etc etc.

The lil guy is sharp. As I rang my sister, she says to me “ring me back on my home number”. I hang up and look for the home number. My sister rings, as I was taking too long to find it, and the lil guy picks up and asks her “Why is he looking for the home number?” Even as I heard this from his lips I still had no idea of the mistake I had made. Sharp for a 4-year-old - sharp for any age!

21.12 I check my emails. Lisa has sent me a “Nail for my coffin” email. She refers to my love-approach as a “famous incident”. It looks like she’s going to be training “elsewhere” indefinitely and thus we may not meet up again. She promises drinks one day. More promises. But it does underline “5 year boyfriend” in red ink - I am not sure it’s a boy.
22.10 I’ve just replied to her Email:
Lisa
I hope you placement leads you to your dream.
I am glad for you and sad for me :( .
Meeting you changed my life - at this point words fail me :).
Anyway I hope you are living the moment and not the eternity - or better still both :) .
So if the drinks come to pass, see you then.

Bless you
thewellfunnyman

PS: Sister released today (paroled for good behaviour). Hopefully the lil guy and her will be reunited this Sunday.

I am feeling sad, hollow, lonely.