the frustrating wait

My things are now somewhere between Durban and Jo'burg. The guy thinks I should, all things going well, get them by late next week. sigh. I really would like my knives. And my pots and plates.
Oh well.
I've been talking with one of my colleagues about exciting possibilities in terms of what next to write. I have a couple of projects waiting for me to stick my pen (or my typing fingers) into them. It will actually be exciting to have the time to write. At the moment I'm just marking - lots and lots of marking. Here again, a couch would be advantageous. A desk at home too. Anyway, so I'm planning finally to write a book. It won't be the book I thought I was going to write, I think it's going to be far more wide ranging. But that's cool. The book I want to write requires time in archives in England and the US and that simply isn't possible at the moment. Although if the markets crash there and not here, it might be more possible! Not that I'm wishing that on anyone.
Anyway, I am frustrated, if for no other reason than I have no summer clothes and the temperatures are beginning to resemble February in Perth. ie. hot. damn hot.
But, to count my blessings; I have a beautiful niece who turned one today! Yay! I have a lovely apartment, albeit very empty. I have great colleagues who are willing to pick me up and drop me home. I have an awesome temporary housemate (aren't they the best kind!) who is organising Indian for dinner tonight! I have a couple of good students and the rest can only improve (particularly after I give them a bullocksing on Monday). Tomorrow is cultural day and I'm making salad. Plus I'm meeting with the University of Botswana tomorrow. So there are all sorts of things happening. And we're going to try to go to an elephant sanctuary this weekend! Awesome! So many kinds of good things are happening. Plus it's only two months and a couple of weeks until I'm back in Oz and I can see all you good people! Hurrah!