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December 24, 2005
It's that time again
It's 8.30 Christmas eve morning and I'm mentally preparing myself for the final trial ahead... getting those last few "bits" that will put the proverbial icing on the Christmas cake. When Tim Burton produced his Nightmare Before Christmas, he coud have just filmed the scenes at any supermarket on Christmas eve. It's going to be brutal.
Still, the presents are wrapped, the food cupboards are bulging and the tree is twinking prettily. The run up that seems to last months these days is finally at an end. It's time to sit back, relax and enjoy the holiday. Well OK, Christmas isn't that relaxing a time really, pretty stressful in fact, but I intend to enjoy it this year. Whatever happens.
Have a very merry Christmas!
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December 15, 2005
Oh bloody hell and damnation!
I'm getting another cold, I don't believe this. It's only a few days since I got rid of the last one.
I'm normally a very healthy person, I've never had worse than a cold in my life, not even flu (oh except for the mystery jaundice I contracted 15 years ago but that's another story). Suddenly, I've had two colds within a fornight. Everyone in work is full of it too, I guess there must be more than one doing the rounds.
Speaking of work, we've finally settled into our new home. We have the dinky little petal-shaped desks that are supposed to save all kinds of space, the girl next to me has to leave her desk if I want to open my drawers or risk severe bruising. I hope the guy who designed them got the gold medal!
And yesterday I gave my presentation! It wasn't too bad either, much better than I expected in fact. Truth be told, I expected to either pass out or throw up but I held it together for 10 minutes and lived to tell the tale. Afterwards we all repaired to the Rat and Parrot and drank the memory of it away. It was only 6pm when I came home but I was severely wobbling. Still it meant I'd sobered up by the time I went to bed.
I had a nice surprise last night when an old acquaintance popped up on msn and introduced himself. I say acquaintance because, back then, that's what he was but we had a good long chat and I guess I can call him an old friend now. He's an Aussie who lives over here (why???), in the town of my birth in fact. He's kept his Aussie drawl all bar one word.... he says "luv" like a Lancastrian - as in G'day Luv!! - very odd!
Bill was talking about the build up to Christmas before. It hasn't hit me yet. Twelve of us are having dinner together in my mum's on Christmas Day, which should be good, but she and my sister are making all the arrangements so it's all passing me by. We closed December's payroll yesterday and today started January's so, in a strange way, we're already into the new year. Payroll has a funny way of making time move faster.
Ah well, I have assignments calling me.... and tissues....
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December 14, 2005
Some people
There are many people who pass through our lives; who touch them like tangents to a circle. They are there for a moment, then forgotten. We touch their lives in the same way - fleeting, momentary, forgotten.
There are few people who touch our lives. Their touch leaves an impression that never dims; is never forgotten. Our lives are made richer by their presence; more hollow by their passing.
There are people in this world who are special; who have magic; who give.
The world is a better place for their being.
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December 09, 2005
A piss up in a brewery
Or, as "they" like to call it, a failure to communicate. We were expecting to move at 7 o'clock this morning, the carriers were expecting us to move a 3 o'clock this afternoon. Management and property services went into battle with the carriers. The carriers won!
So like good little minions we had to de-crate and set our PCs back up so we could get some work done. The payroll closes in two working days, why this move couldn't wait until after then is anyone's guess but "they" always think they know best.
So it all starts again on Monday..... watch this space!
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December 08, 2005
And they're off...... again
Yes, we're moving once again. And not a moment too soon for my liking, I'm convinced I have Sick Building Syndrome The heat in our office is stifling and we're packed in like termites in a mound.
So this morning, orange crate fever hit once again and we've packed everything that isn't nailed down. Each time we move though, we're given less and less storage space when we reach our destination so we've been forced to dump precious filing etc. each time. You just know that one's gonna come back and bite us on the ass.
Oh but what joy! Tomorrow is the last time I will ever have to enter Tinlings Building again. There will definitely be no regrets.
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December 05, 2005
Pure Idleness
There's no other excuse for this great ugly blank page is there?
Well I've had a horrible cold for the last week and when I have a cold, it tends to be all I can think or talk about. Not really something the rest of the world wants to read about though eh?
I've finally made a start on my latest DMS assignment too. All the promises I made to use my time wisely and not leave things to the last minute have gone right out of the window. Perhaps my main focus should have been on my terminal procrastination rather than delegation skills. I don't know why I found the first four assignments so much easier than the latest two. In truth it should be easier now that I've had some experience of academic writing styles and referencing. For some reason though I feel blocked mentally. Nothing's happening up there lately, perhaps it's sick building syndrome???
And then there's remortgaging my flat. I have scribbled plans of my new bathroom all over my desk; documents are turning up all over the council adorned with hastily drawn walk-in showers and low flush toilets. It's becoming an obsession. I've hit a bit of a hurdle in the shape of the right-to-buy officer at my local council. I may have caused my own problems though, after explaining to him in great detail last week how unhelpful the guy I'd spoken to previously had been, he took great delight in telling me he was the guy I'd spoken to previously. Oops!
So it's not as if nothing's happening, I just don't seem to get around to blogging about it. What's so difficult, it's only a few lines of text a day ater all?
I think I feel a New Year's Resolution coming on....
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