Zombie

zombie 

NOUN

  • A corpse said to be revived by witchcraft, especially in certain African and Caribbean religions.
    1. 1.1 (in popular fiction) a person or reanimated corpse that has been turned into a creature capable of movement but not of rational thought, which feeds on human flesh.‘a world overrun by zombies’‘a horde of mindless zombies craving brains’
    2. 1.2 informal A person who is or appears lifeless, apathetic, or completely unresponsive to their surroundings.
    3. 1.3 Philosophy A hypothetical being that responds to stimulus as a person would but that does not experience consciousness.
    4. 1.4 A computer controlled by another person without the owner’s knowledge and used for sending spam or other illegal or illicit activities.
  • A cocktail consisting of several kinds of rum, liqueur, and fruit juice.

Origin

Early 19th century: of West African origin; compare with Kikongo zumbi ‘fetish’.

Well there you have it the dictionary description of the word. All pure fantasy of course unless you actually believe in such things. All I can say is the West African people must have had a vivid imagination!  On the morning of the 13 th October I awoke soon after 1 am. I had gone to bed early and ready for a good night’s sleep but didn’t get it until after eight-thirty which meant I had four and a half hours. I often only get that amount of sleep. However I was wide awake and ready for the day despite that. It had been raining throughout the night and was still raining as I stepped outside to go for a walk at two-forty. I was grateful for the lack of wind. On my return home I began to feel the effects of little sleep and wandered about like the zombie of 1.2 above. I never did like eating human flesh and I do have a conscience. Neither am I a computer under the control of another user. Perhaps a shot of 2 might have helped but I rather fancy a long sound sleep would be more appropriate! The matchsticks propping open my eyes helped whist I watched catch-up tv for a couple of hours after which I was as right as rain. Do you think I’m overdoing things a tad? Nah! I doubt it.

Shirley Anne

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Getting near

After resting from my project on Thursday I returned to duty as it were on Friday (27). However, Thursday had not been spent just sitting down as yesterday’s post revealed. Once again I had difficulty in getting to sleep even though I could hardly keep my eyes open well before I went to bed. Nevertheless I did fall into a deep sleep seconds after I had looked at the clock at 3 in the morning. I awoke fully refreshed just after 8 o’clock and arrived downstairs for breakfast an hour later. I waited for E to join me and soon after I prepared her breakfast and she had eaten it I put on my overalls and went down into the cellar. I had two things set in my mind to do, one was to paint the rear of the door of the storage room…… and as you can see I painted it in mauve. The other task was to fill in the gaps and small holes in the floor as you can also see in the above picture and in this one….

All that is left to do is to touch-up the white paint on the walls in one or two places and also the architrave around the door. Later I propose to paint the floor, which will be a kind of test before I do the same to the floor in the Gym/Boiler room. That room still requires that I fill in the holes and paint over it as I said I would in earlier posts. At the time of writing I am finding much of my time is being spent looking after E’s needs and ferrying her to her various appointment venues. Let’s hope her condition improves so she can return to her normal routines soon. I know she is keen for that to happen too of course.
My next project may be outside if the weather allows but there are others inside that can always be started if that isn’t possible. One of those is the room we call the laundry though it had chest freezers in it too!

Yes, I think it is a mess too at the moment. The first task in there would be to replace the old sink unit (bottom picture) but the whole project may have to take a back seat for a while.

Shirley Anne

Bad day

Sleep/Holiday
Sleep/Holiday (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It was a bad day on Friday, not the day itself but the weather turned nasty at around two o’clock. I have to confess I didn’t get out of bed until almost one o’clock after four separate three-hour periods of sleep. My sleep patterns are all over the place recently but I guess I am getting the sleep I require. It would be nice however to be able to sleep for six hours in one go. I almost never sleep beyond five hours in one go. E had been up for some time and was just finishing her lunch when I came downstairs to have mine. Obviously there would be no breakfast so I had the remainder of the chicken and vegetable stew I had prepared a couple of days earlier. The large bowl was enough to satisfy my hunger. E went out just as I had finished eating, she was off to see her mom again perhaps to do some shopping or sort out some Christmas presents. She spends Christmas day afternoon at her mom’s house as do the rest of the family I think. I never get invited but it isn’t a real problem as I don’t observe Christmas anyway. I repeat that I am a Christian just in case some of my readers were thinking otherwise. Just as she was leaving the house the heavens opened and the rain began to pelt down. The wind had picked up too and it was blowing a gale. It had been forecast days before. This particular storm had been named ‘Barbara’ and its path took it to the north of the UK, that is the centre of the storm went along that path. The winds lessened the further south from it but even at our latitude it was still strong. We had enjoyed rather mild weather for the season up until that point so we couldn’t complain I suppose but it didn’t last long, a couple of days and we would be back to more settled weather. I had thoughts of going out perhaps for a meal on Friday but I decided against the idea because of the poor  weather. There would be another opportunity in the days ahead if I wanted to go somewhere. One thing I really wanted to do over the holiday period was to get out into the gardens and do some work. At the time of writing this on Friday afternoon it looks as though that opportunity will be a long way off unless the weather improves.

Shirley Anne