Mental Notes to self:
Must get some decent sleep.
Must go to sleep without thinking/worrying about something.
Must not try and find something to worry about later.
Must not keep thinking that today is the end of the year. (sorry, accountants tend to do this, especially today, in this country anyway)
Must stop babbling in my blog.
I'm recovering from my latest bout of winter blues, despite the occasional *cough*.
I must really be tired, as this post has to be the most boring post I've made on this blog so far.
Lesson learnt today: There is such a thing as cheap wedding shoes.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Now I've got it......I think....
As a perfect sequel to my previous post, I think I've caught the nasty winter bug :( bleugh!
Feeling sore and achy all over, and very tired. I don't have enough sick leave to take a day off either, so that's just great! (insert sarcastic tone here)
On some brighter news, we have a place to move into after the wedding, which is a big relief.
Now it's time to prove that my life can be fitted into a little cardboard box ;)
Feeling sore and achy all over, and very tired. I don't have enough sick leave to take a day off either, so that's just great! (insert sarcastic tone here)
On some brighter news, we have a place to move into after the wedding, which is a big relief.
Now it's time to prove that my life can be fitted into a little cardboard box ;)
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Lethargy sets in....
I think my body is telling me that it's time for me to have some R & R.
HA! Tough chance, not with so many things still yet to do.
Maybe it's crying for help from the strenuous and hectic last couple of weeks, or I'm just making up an excuse to bum around this weekend and do nothing. Again, that aint gonna happen!!
Work is having it's ups and downs. I still feel at times, that people forget that I have been working for 3 years and therefore has a good foundation of experience in what I do. Either they're are hesitant to give me more responsibility, or they're waiting for me to make the first move. I honestly don't know.
It's probably taking its toll on my health too, that I was doing more heavy labour work over the weekend, when I was helping my fiance move his stuff into the garage. (which I'm not complaining about either)
Despite that, I still did not reach the 10,000 steps a day. The closest I got to was 8,846.
No rest for the wicked, as the saying goes.
HA! Tough chance, not with so many things still yet to do.
Maybe it's crying for help from the strenuous and hectic last couple of weeks, or I'm just making up an excuse to bum around this weekend and do nothing. Again, that aint gonna happen!!
Work is having it's ups and downs. I still feel at times, that people forget that I have been working for 3 years and therefore has a good foundation of experience in what I do. Either they're are hesitant to give me more responsibility, or they're waiting for me to make the first move. I honestly don't know.
It's probably taking its toll on my health too, that I was doing more heavy labour work over the weekend, when I was helping my fiance move his stuff into the garage. (which I'm not complaining about either)
Despite that, I still did not reach the 10,000 steps a day. The closest I got to was 8,846.
No rest for the wicked, as the saying goes.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
What happens when you notice.....
a black, sleek Alfa Romeo or Peugeot 407cc convertible drive past you in traffic?
You take a look at the male driver, who happens to have grey hair, wearing a beret (the passenger is also wearing something on his head) and a "cool" pair of sunnies.
Only thing left to confirm that this person is having a mid-life crisis, is whether they are wearing driving gloves. Pity that on proceeding to the on-ramp to the freeway they slam on the accelerator and drive off at a speed that my little Mazda 1.8L couldn't possibly handle. (or maybe...)
Is this the life of the male when the female is too busy having mood swings and hot flushes at home?? ;P
You take a look at the male driver, who happens to have grey hair, wearing a beret (the passenger is also wearing something on his head) and a "cool" pair of sunnies.
Only thing left to confirm that this person is having a mid-life crisis, is whether they are wearing driving gloves. Pity that on proceeding to the on-ramp to the freeway they slam on the accelerator and drive off at a speed that my little Mazda 1.8L couldn't possibly handle. (or maybe...)
Is this the life of the male when the female is too busy having mood swings and hot flushes at home?? ;P
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