When will I, will I be Famous?
Morning peeps, and how are we after our first day back at work? (Of course some of you may not have had any time off at all over the Christmas break so I should be grateful really that I was given parole for 10 days!)
Getting back to work is hard to do. That pile of crap balancing precariously on the edge of your desk that you’ve been putting off until ‘New Year’? It’s still there. Those calls you didn’t want to return until after Christmas? Must be done. Those Managers you’ve been avoiding because you’ve been ‘too busy’? They’re still looking for you! I want to crawl into bed and sleep for a year.
I am so not in the right frame of mind for working. My mind is a sieve. Which is why I am taking from tomorrow afternoon until next Wednesday off, to be with the family and prepare for the funeral. The Water Board where I work after I finish here have been really understanding. Surprisingly.
Thank you for all your well wishes about Nanny W. It means a lot. I wanted to say also to my friend PQ of The Peanut Queen's Lair, that I am sorry about your friend and neighbour, Jose. It is always a shock when a person you see everyday and speak to often is no longer there. I felt the same when I heard the man from work had killed himself. You feel responsible in a small way.
But in effect you probably made his day everyday just by talking to him or waving hello, so you should think of it like that. He probably felt that if he ever needed anything, he could call on the nice couple with the dogs who live across the street!
You are right though, we should spare a thought for those people who may not be as fortunate as us. We may complain about stupid things like paying the rent, not having enough money to shop in the sales (my favourite complaint) or the price of fish but we really don’t know how lucky we are.
Right, I’ve got to write a Top Ten hot picks list of movies coming up in 2006 for the ‘school newspaper’ now – and no, Basic Instinct 2: Risk Addiction will not be in it!

1 comment:
Thanks for those words, Wondy....and you know, you're right. Even though you don't know the person very well, you still feel just a little responsible somehow.
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