Jigsaw Puzzles

For writing's sake, for staying true to the thing i love, i will write about my recent favorite pass time:Jigsaw puzzles.
i have never really liked puzzles, i hate the feeling that i might not be able to put all the pieces together or that i may fail to finish what i started, but i do them anyway. then i discovered the National Geographic puzzle page,... http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/your-shot/jigsaw-puzzles, the pictures are quite nice to look at and i didn't like the idea of messing them up just for the satisfaction of putting them back together. crazy, but when i first clicked on the first picture and saw the pieces flying in different directions i was kinda scared,..but then slowly i started to put the pieces back together and it's just so cool when i find pieces that fit together, they stick to each other like glue and do not get un-stuck from each other even when you drag the puzzle in different directions.

the frustration is seeing the timer running fast and trying to finish the puzzle in the shortest time,...not finding the pieces i need, only to realize i had passed over them a couple of times. some pieces just don't seem to fit anywhere till you have fitted others and the picture gets more clear and pieces which look they will never find their place start coming together quite fast,...
when i get to the last two pieces i usually wish the puzzle would not end,...fitting the last piece and seeing the picture all come together almost makes me want to cry and it's just the best feeling ever to see the final picture and i kinda want to linger on and bask in the glory of the finished work,...but then there are so many more puzzles to be put together,....every single one i start again with the same feeling of dread and end with a feeling of great satisfaction and joy!

this morning i was thinking of puzzles and just how like my life the are, i know God already sees the complete picture, the end from the beginning, but when all the pieces of my life lie scattered around and look like a complete mess and it seems nothing will ever fit together, when it looks like time is running out and i am freaking out cos the pieces of my life are not yet where they should be, when the fear sets in, i will remember that in his time, God is putting the pieces together, and the ones He puts together find their perfect fit. i have seen the ones that fit, unfortunately i still get anxious about the ones that i haven't seen come together yet.
all in good time all the pieces will come together, i know he feels and even greater satisfaction than i ever will when he sees the complete picture come together, when he finally puts the last pieces in place am sure drums will roll,..and though i will receive great joy and completion, it is his satisfaction to see the final picture of my life unfold beautifully, he rejoices in every piece that falls correctly into place and re-arranges the ones that do not fit right....and so i wait, wait for completion, wait for the pieces of the jigsaw, my jigsaw to fall into place.

I used to love writing, I think I still do. I used to write, I still write, but not quite as often as I did,…so many things I used to do, so many things I used to think I love!!
Life turned it’s sunny side on me and now I love, yes I love, and all other loves come in second best,…no, third best, that’s a lie, all other loves pale in comparison.
Now I love, and there is no comparison, because now I love.

Strawberry

Better than eating ice in the morning
Or having a nice cup of tea with spice,
Better than seeing and hearing the rain fall.
Better than walking in the rain!
Yes, better than walking in the rain!!!
Strawberry is better than all these things,
Better still, is to do all these things and have strawberry.

THURSDAY

Still in search of a muse...still dry!

DRY

tuesday..time moves ever so slowly. got hearbreaking news today. I NEED A MUSE!! also need to take some time off.

at work, where else would i be????......and for once i have free time on my hands and nothing to write about. i have a really bad headache, must be from working on budgets all morning....well, like i said i have nothing to say..oh, yesterday an actual miracle happened. i left work at 4:30pm, i almost thought i was dreaming. then i got home and there was no food....after drinking juice that i had kept in the freezer like a month ago, i was still hungry so i had to think..not that i was capable of thinking straight at that time, but when hunger calls, you answer.

so then it was pot luck for me, made a egg sandwich that was mainly onions and green paper, it tasted heavenly, got finished too fast though, had it with tea (my single favourite beverage on earth) which reminds me that i have flavoured tea bags hidden away in the house. i have to hide them from the tea monster, my brother. the mint ones taste like you are drinking toothpaste so maybe i'll give those ones to him. my favourite flavours are apple and orange.

went to my cell (fellowship) for the first time, been planning to go like forever but i've been leaving work late...met really nice people was welcomed really warmly. got back home just after 10:00pm and found spaghetti, so i finally ate a real meal and went to bed really tired, and before i knew it was today.
today is ken's last day with us, he got another job. really going to miss him around here, his lack of seriousness kind of makes up for all the lousy hours at work. he's being replaced by a guy called yusuf who is really nice enough, he gave me eclairs this morning. he's got a sweet tooth and thats almost enough qualification for me to like him. well, for ken it is Godspeed.

i really don't like the monotony my life has taken on...i think life needs to be more exciting than the status quo, thats why am going to think up a couple of crazy things to do before this year ends. hopefully they'll be exciting enough to make up for the daily routine.

and now i really have nothing more to say...i've officially run out of words.

YESTERDAY

yesterday was monday, i think, i got back to work after my loooong weekend, needless to say we got into the thick of things straight up..no time to breathe!
i used my lunch break to pick up my laptop,..met ken later that afternoon in town and being the gentleman that he is he offered to bring the laptop back to the office since it was too heavy for me to lug around, so the day went by crazy as usual then it was time to get back to the one single place on earth i place above every other..HOME!!
i usually walk back home after work, cos from my place of work is not the most convinient place to get a taxi, you would have to wait till dusk and then when the taxis finally come you have to go into a fist fight to get a seat, and besides walking is good for the health or so we are made to think.

like i was saying...i walked home...and during that walk i made an observation not unlike Isaac Newton's, only that mine will be more more helpful to many people in the short run. it's common knowlegde that guys stare at anything that passes them by in the street that bears any resemblence to a female...this staring begins from the head and moves downwards..and in some cases soon as they get just below the neck they turn away like you have a problem. this observation is based on series of questions asked during a certain black jack game at bukoto cresent in naguru.

apparently there was a meeting on Mars where men discussed the Boob Hypothesis and came up with a handbook with just two rules:
1. Boobs rule!!
2. If in doubt, check rule number one.

Example
Pick A or B
A. True love
B. Big boobs.
here the correct answer for any male is supposed to be(must be) B at all times

so this is a logical explanation for why any guy staring at you would turn away disgustedly....if you ain't a pamela anderson, you are not worth the time!.
so for all the female motorists out there who are not pamela anderson and inspite of this are fearfully and wonderfully made, honk twice!
the moral of this is guys hate people with the same problem as them: no boobs. am sure rich and william will fully agree with me on this.

i mentioned earlier i gave ken my laptop, i don't think i mentioned the laptop bag had my phone my wallet and all my earthly possesions that mattered most at that time,.....so after waiting at the office for ken till 6:15PM!! i decided to head home without all these important things. i thought not having my phone for one night would be a good thing and besides someone had been sending me weird messages during the day (highly confidential and weird)...that was until i got home and all these thoughts started plauging my mind,
" what if the CHOGM organising committee had called to tell me am the only one allowed to give the queen company during her afternoon tea??" seeing am the only tea connosieur in this country who can hold a decent conversation in english...
or "what if the guy i have a major crush on had called, assuming by some miracle he had got my number?"...on and on these thoughts went,...before i knew it it was morning and i was back at work..i rushed to check my phone for missed calls only to find 2 messages and 4 calls from my boss... and oh, a missed call from my mom and a message from brian. i need to get a life!