The day has started badly.
A couple of days ago, I installed a new hard drive in my laptop and installed Windows XP. Today, I tried to activate Windows and the registration process refused the key. So I had to phone Microsoft and go through their activation process, typing in a string of digits on the phone, then another string onto the PC.
I knocked my tobacco tin off the desk onto the floor wasting a lot of cigarette-making paraphernalia.
I spilled a cup of very hot tea onto my lap.
This, on top of the news of our pending eviction in Kisii (see previous post), and my week so far is not going well.
My man in Kisii, Vincent, thinks he has found new premises, but it is more outlay of scarce funds that I could do without. So, either I go to Kenya next month, or I send the money over to bail out the business.
My heart says go to Kenya, my head says bail out the business - why don't they ever agree?
I will have to make a decision very soon. My bag is more or less packed and ready to go.
OK, so it's now Thursday. Can the week get any worse? Probably, if I let it. So I am searching around the recesses of my head, looking for positive thought - something to cheer me up.
And what pops up?
A herd of giraffe serenely munching away at trees with thorns the length of my finger.
A little girl kissing a rhino.
A bunch of South African township kids mesmerised by the antics of meerkats frolicking not three metres away from them.
Stroking a cheetah.
A Maasai kid trying to separate his herd of goats from the zebra that have wandered into "his" patch.
Baboons sitting on rocks watching the traffic go by.
Flamingoes on Lake Nakuru.
Watching and listening to the kids at the Twiga Children's Home playing - for a couple of hours, without a care in the world.
There, I feel a lot better, now.