What a manic couple of days! After work yesterday a very old friend came to visit, we walked off into town and I got to go and visit the wool shop I spent half as much more money as I wished to, if that makes any sense! But I have some lovely colours to keep me going until payday when I can maybe buy some more. The books are on their way hopefully if I am really lucky I may get them tomorrow.
So after a trip around town and some wool we drove off back home and spent some time drinking coffee and catching up, ate a chinese meal and eventually fell to sleep. This morning my friend wakes up feeling really unwell and tired :( So I went off for breakfast with my other two friends and had a huge fry up in the cafe, very nice indeed! I have managed to clean the bathroom from top to toe and do a bit more sorting out in the house. I am without my car and I wish my friend would wake up now and stop feeling sick as I would love to be able to go to the supermarket before it closes, I don't reckon its very fair to wake him though perhaps it would be kinder to leave him be and let him get up himself later.
Its very unfair to fall ill at this point, there was such a lot planned for this weekend, there is still tomorrow if he is feeling a little better by then, it would be lovely to go out and explore a little bit.
Fingers crossed tomorrow will be a nice calm but exciting day. 14 more working days and then I have a week off which will be lovely. I have plans to do lots of crochet but also to paint the front room or at least do a good chunk of it. Combined with lots of relaxing and just generally not being around at work for a week will do me some good :)
Sunday, 14 August 2011
Friday, 12 August 2011
12/08/11 - Manic Day!
What a day it was today, I have been giving 150% and working as hard and as fast as I can. I didn't manage to finish all the work on the system but I gave it a damn good try.
At least there is tomorrow when the office is dead quiet and I can get on and complete it all hopefully.
My friend at work emailed me with a heap of crochet sites, I have been searching through them all evening and there are a lot of ideas out there and some inspirational designs. I can't wait for those bloomin' books to arrive!
My friend is coming to stay for the weekend tomorrow evening, so will be able to go to the shops and get things for decorating the house and it will just be so nice to have some company. It can get very lonesome sometimes. Unfortunately, the house is in a complete tip since the recent renovations to the living room floor. Last weekend I was too damn shattered to do anything about getting it straight and then this week by surprise I get told I have a visitor. And no, I cannot do anything about it in the week, when I come home from work I am exhausted and all that happens is I sit on sofa for about an hour eat dinner and go straight to sleep.
There is lots planned for the weekend, a trip into town for some nice hot chocolates with cream and marshmallows and flakes on top, and of course the necessary trip to the wool shop. A nice long walk in the park with doggy, and lots of good food. My friend has offered to cook breakfast, there is a new concept! I never get a chance for breakfast before work its just too early and at the weekend by the time I feel human its lunch time!
Well thats enough nattering on about nothing at all for this evening, its time for me to go to bed, yes at 7.30! I cannot wait to get into bed with my pyjamas and my book and read until I manage to drift off to sleep.
Night night!
At least there is tomorrow when the office is dead quiet and I can get on and complete it all hopefully.
My friend at work emailed me with a heap of crochet sites, I have been searching through them all evening and there are a lot of ideas out there and some inspirational designs. I can't wait for those bloomin' books to arrive!
My friend is coming to stay for the weekend tomorrow evening, so will be able to go to the shops and get things for decorating the house and it will just be so nice to have some company. It can get very lonesome sometimes. Unfortunately, the house is in a complete tip since the recent renovations to the living room floor. Last weekend I was too damn shattered to do anything about getting it straight and then this week by surprise I get told I have a visitor. And no, I cannot do anything about it in the week, when I come home from work I am exhausted and all that happens is I sit on sofa for about an hour eat dinner and go straight to sleep.
There is lots planned for the weekend, a trip into town for some nice hot chocolates with cream and marshmallows and flakes on top, and of course the necessary trip to the wool shop. A nice long walk in the park with doggy, and lots of good food. My friend has offered to cook breakfast, there is a new concept! I never get a chance for breakfast before work its just too early and at the weekend by the time I feel human its lunch time!
Well thats enough nattering on about nothing at all for this evening, its time for me to go to bed, yes at 7.30! I cannot wait to get into bed with my pyjamas and my book and read until I manage to drift off to sleep.
Night night!
Thursday, 11 August 2011
11/08/11 - Bad Day :(
Well today is another frustrating day learning the ins and outs of the place where I work! Let's leave that there lol I could end up ranting for a while. I'll say this though, you try your absolute best, and not one person recognises your efforts.
Have spent what feels like hours searching through website after website page after page searching for crochet ideas. I am itching to be able to get to the shop so that I can get some wool! I would have gone tonight late night shopping but I have a treasured lift home from work this week and so I had to take advantage of that instead. I think I shall go on Saturday afternoon after I finish work. I will have a bit of time to kill after work before the bus arrives. And I will hopefully find some time to start crocheting some squares when I get home. I received an email this afternoon to say my books have been dispatched. Hopefully they shall arrive fairly shortly, and hope even more that a kind neighbour may take my parcel for me whilst I am at work.
Crochet is so fascinating and it is amazing what can be created out of a straight line piece of wool.
I have my tv ready to watch a recorded episode of Who Do You Think You Are that was a new series started yesterday on BBC1. I think I am going to change my mind and save the programme for when I am feeling a little more awake. Time to be a good girl and go and hang my washing instead of having to wash it all again for a third time! and then off to bed for me.
I don't know what happened to me, but for some reason I just feel extra tired all the time. I literally don't have the time in the week to get enough sleep in order to feel normal. When I finally finish work for the week on a Saturday, I come home and stay up for a few hours, I will then go to sleep and read for an hour then drift off, I can easily sleep for a good 12 hours then before waking, I will wake have a coffee watch a teeny bit of telly or do a teeny bit of crochet, then its straight back to bed where I will read for a very short while and then sleep for what could easily be another 6 or 7 hours.
This continues on until Monday morning, on Mondays I feel fine. Then the week of work begins again and I wind up the same way on Saturday evenings. I feel the constant need to sleep and when I am not asleep I am not really with it. I am with it enough to carry out my work and to appear like a regular human being but inside all I wanna do is be in my bed.
Too scared to go and speak to the Doctor in case they just blame it on what seems to be their universal answer for everything, you have depression. Yeah right, well it doesnt matter how much counselling you take or how many pills you pop you ain't gonna cure loneliness and the you aren't gonna take my troubles away.
They say I have been suffering from the depression off and on for the past 11 years since my mother died. I reckon its a whole load of baloney. And if I really have been suffering for depression for so long, and this incredible tiredness is a symptom of depression, why is it only now that I am experiencing this incredible tiredness!
Perhaps my problem is I am happier in my "book world" or my "dream world" than I am in the real world. Why is it all the real world consists of work and more work. Some may argue that there are plenty of things there to do in spare time. The fact is as a single person there is a whole heap of stuff that I miss out on that everyone else seems to take for granted. Holidays for instance are too expensive with the single supplement and pretty boring alone. Going out for meals, going to the cinema all sorts of things are things you can only do with other people. No good for me.
Even the supermarkets reward people that have other people in their lives. Why is it my food is cheaper only if I buy so much of it I have to throw three quarters of it away because I cannot eat that much!
This makes the book world and the dream world a far more enjoyable space for me to be in!
Have spent what feels like hours searching through website after website page after page searching for crochet ideas. I am itching to be able to get to the shop so that I can get some wool! I would have gone tonight late night shopping but I have a treasured lift home from work this week and so I had to take advantage of that instead. I think I shall go on Saturday afternoon after I finish work. I will have a bit of time to kill after work before the bus arrives. And I will hopefully find some time to start crocheting some squares when I get home. I received an email this afternoon to say my books have been dispatched. Hopefully they shall arrive fairly shortly, and hope even more that a kind neighbour may take my parcel for me whilst I am at work.
Crochet is so fascinating and it is amazing what can be created out of a straight line piece of wool.
I have my tv ready to watch a recorded episode of Who Do You Think You Are that was a new series started yesterday on BBC1. I think I am going to change my mind and save the programme for when I am feeling a little more awake. Time to be a good girl and go and hang my washing instead of having to wash it all again for a third time! and then off to bed for me.
I don't know what happened to me, but for some reason I just feel extra tired all the time. I literally don't have the time in the week to get enough sleep in order to feel normal. When I finally finish work for the week on a Saturday, I come home and stay up for a few hours, I will then go to sleep and read for an hour then drift off, I can easily sleep for a good 12 hours then before waking, I will wake have a coffee watch a teeny bit of telly or do a teeny bit of crochet, then its straight back to bed where I will read for a very short while and then sleep for what could easily be another 6 or 7 hours.
This continues on until Monday morning, on Mondays I feel fine. Then the week of work begins again and I wind up the same way on Saturday evenings. I feel the constant need to sleep and when I am not asleep I am not really with it. I am with it enough to carry out my work and to appear like a regular human being but inside all I wanna do is be in my bed.
Too scared to go and speak to the Doctor in case they just blame it on what seems to be their universal answer for everything, you have depression. Yeah right, well it doesnt matter how much counselling you take or how many pills you pop you ain't gonna cure loneliness and the you aren't gonna take my troubles away.
They say I have been suffering from the depression off and on for the past 11 years since my mother died. I reckon its a whole load of baloney. And if I really have been suffering for depression for so long, and this incredible tiredness is a symptom of depression, why is it only now that I am experiencing this incredible tiredness!
Perhaps my problem is I am happier in my "book world" or my "dream world" than I am in the real world. Why is it all the real world consists of work and more work. Some may argue that there are plenty of things there to do in spare time. The fact is as a single person there is a whole heap of stuff that I miss out on that everyone else seems to take for granted. Holidays for instance are too expensive with the single supplement and pretty boring alone. Going out for meals, going to the cinema all sorts of things are things you can only do with other people. No good for me.
Even the supermarkets reward people that have other people in their lives. Why is it my food is cheaper only if I buy so much of it I have to throw three quarters of it away because I cannot eat that much!
This makes the book world and the dream world a far more enjoyable space for me to be in!
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
10/8/11 - A Good Day
Woke up this morning pretty happy and have had a very productive day at work.
I brought my blanket in to show my friends and they were really impressed, it made my day, I thought with it being my first piece it was pretty amateur but apparently it was very good. So that has cheered me up no end :)
Ooops I just found a couple of books on Amazon on crochet, couldn't decide between them so there is £20 spent! Oh well, they have hundreds of squares and patterns in them and so I shall be able to design my own afghans soon.
Making a blanket is so personal and so lovely you can be really proud of your work when you have finished and you have something practical and very pretty to show off in your home. I have an idea for my next piece I shall try out making different squares but in the same colours and patchwork them together. The best thing about it is that even if you follow a pattern, your piece is unique :)
I brought my blanket in to show my friends and they were really impressed, it made my day, I thought with it being my first piece it was pretty amateur but apparently it was very good. So that has cheered me up no end :)
Ooops I just found a couple of books on Amazon on crochet, couldn't decide between them so there is £20 spent! Oh well, they have hundreds of squares and patterns in them and so I shall be able to design my own afghans soon.
Making a blanket is so personal and so lovely you can be really proud of your work when you have finished and you have something practical and very pretty to show off in your home. I have an idea for my next piece I shall try out making different squares but in the same colours and patchwork them together. The best thing about it is that even if you follow a pattern, your piece is unique :)
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
9/8/11 - What a strange day
The atmosphere everywhere is filled with news about the riotters. Its all over Twitter and Facebook and I feel that the majority opinion everywhere is that these riotters and looters are all wrong and totally unjustified. It is just such a shame that things like this are happening, I just hope that it is not a sign of what we can look forward to in the future.
My friend posted the above picture on Facebook and I have to say, it made me laugh. At least we can still make light of the situation and try and carry on with life.
Work was not as daunting as I was expecting it to be today, I managed to get a lot of stuff done. Fingers crossed that the rest of the week continues in the same vein.
I do worry about things perhaps a little too much, its a shame really that now I know that people will take each small thing and inflate it up into a massive issue. I am naughty and got involved in a lot of conversations regarding the riots today. I do wish that I would learn from my mistakes! I am pretty sure that it will be subjects like this that will be my demise! The annoying thing is that I only realise that I shouldn't have got involved in any conversations when I get home. I am sure that one of the people I spoke to is a genuine person but others there are not quite so nice and it seems it only takes one for things to be blown out of all proportion.
On a different note, I am itching to get to the shop and buy some wool for my next crochet project. I needed to go and buy lunch today rather than go up to the shops, tomorrow I have lunch with a friend and so I won't be able to get to the shops, perhaps I will be lucky on Thursday! If not, Saturday after work is finished I am heading to the shops!
I can't decide what pattern to do next, I definitely would like to make another blanket, I am not ready to start trying to crochet clothes! Anyway, blankets are beautiful and very practical. I've never owned a blanket before and I often get very cold at home, now I own my very own blanket that I made myself.
I quite like writing this blog even if no one is going to see it! It's quite nice to be able to splurge out my feelings at the end of each day!
Monday, 8 August 2011
Monday 8 August
Well, this weekend was very uneventful, I went to the local cafe for a very nice breakfast on Sunday and today I have spent the whole day in my pyjamas. I have been very busy though creating my crochet blanket. I have finally finished it after 4 weeks and nearly 60 hours of work.
It is particularly beautiful though and I have to say I am very proud of it as it is my first attempt at crochet.
I learned to crochet on YouTube of all places, somebody's granny was videoed teaching crochet, and I followed her step by step. I learned the stiches the American way, but as the first pattern book I bought from Hobbycraft was American, learning to crochet the American way was an advantage.
After a few practice squares I decided to go out and purchase a lot of wool for my first piece. It was a large investment considering I wasn't sure if I was even any good at crochet. But it has turned out very well, I am extremely proud of my first attempt and I cannot wait to get started on a second project. I just wish the wool was not so expensive. There are cheaper wools made of acrylic and such like, but I do prefer natural materials. What really shocked me is that the wool I ended up purchasing was 60% cotton and 40% acrylic at £4.50 a ball. I dread to think what a pure cotton yarn of the same weight would cost.
I am going to be on a mission this week to track down some wool for the next project at a cheaper price. I did see on a home interior website a large crochet blanket for sale for £400!! I couldn't believe my eyes, but when I added up how many hours I had spent on this blanket if I was paid minimum wage it would be around the £300 mark. Therefore my blanket would have cost near enough £400 including the materials. I am much happier with my blanket having created it myself and will treasure it much more than if I just went to a shop and spent a stupid amount of money on a blanket!
Tomorrow is the start of the week for me, I do wonder what the week will have in store. When I first moved here I spent a year and a half unemployed. The first year was through choice and I spent six months halfheartedly searching for a job. As soon as I got serious about my job search I very quickly found temping jobs which led me to finding an interview for the job I have now. I do believe that having a job makes it a million times more easy to find another job. Looking back it was a mistake not to go out and look for a job much sooner. Being unemployed is totally demoralising, even if you cause this to happen on purpose. I have to say that if I won the lottery, I wouldnt necessarily keep the job I have now, I wouldnt necessarily work full time, but I certainly would want to keep working and doing something. It provides structure to your day and you appreciate days off a lot more when you are working. Eventually, there was so little for me to do with my day that it just used to waste away and I knew there would be another day off the following day so all the jobs in the house that needed doing kept getting put off. Now when being at work all week, suddenly I appreciate my two days off and I get on and do a lot more with them.
Not this weekend though, this weekend I was slovenly and stayed in my PJs for most of it. I have hung around and looked at the housework and done absolutely nothing about it! I will have to live in a mess for the week and hopefully that will encouarge me to do something about it next weekend! Having recently had the living room tiled, the whole place is upside down and my kitchen is a minefield.
Hopefully tomorrow will be ok at work and the week will start off well. I seem to be having a few problems at work and goodness only knows why. I have never been good with office politics, in fact I am just not very good with people at all. I have this stupid childlike trust that people will be honest and decent, and I am probably too nice to everyone. That I feel must be the product of my childhood.
I grew up as an only child. When I was small I had many friends in the neighbourhood and at school but eventually that started to change. One day I was taken out of school and we moved to a new area. I used to go to private school and all of a sudden I was placed into state school. I was totally different than everyone there with this ridiculous "posh" accent. To top things off my mother hadnt had time to go and get the correct school uniform for the school I was attending and so I was sent in the uniform of my previous school! I was walking around state school in sandals for goodness sakes. From that day everybody picked on me, and it didnt seem to matter what I did nothing would change it. I never had any friends at home either because we had moved into a new estate full of two bedroom houses, houses for people who are just starting and generally do not have children. I was the only child there.
So of course my whole experience of interacting with people became very defensive and I would close down completely in order to save myself. I wouldnt interact with any of them, and eventually I learned how to be nasty because it seemed to be the only way to survive, if I was nasty back to them somehow I felt I could get by.
Of course once I left school the only social skills I had learned was how to interact as little as possible with people around you. I did become a hell of a lot nicer to people as I was no longer in the environment where I had to be defensive. But I have no concept of what needs to be done in order to get along. All I know how to do is to be nice.
Unfortunately it seems that being nice doesnt get you very far in the working world. There are people who are out to get you at every opportunity if they feel a threat. And the new person, regardless of their abilities or lack of always seems to be perceived as a threat. Or so it would seem.
I have no idea how I combat this, it is pretty impossible to change myself really now at 33 years old. I can't exactly go back to school and try to re-learn.
I go to the office every day and I do the very best I can. I seem to be making a few mistakes at the moment but I feel that is purely because I am nervous and because I want to succeed so much. I have placed an awful amount of pressure upon myself to succeed and it is leading to my failure.
This week I am determined that I shall go in, do my very best and not worry about whether I fail or not. If I have done my very best then that is enough. If it is not good enough for them perhaps I will be forced to find a new job.
I feel I need to learn where to draw the line between being pleasant to people and being friendly. I have been trying to be friendly and it just doesnt seem to be getting me anywhere at all. Fortunately there seems to be two or three people there that are nice and can be trusted, I just need to learn when to switch my mouth off and stop talking to people. I am far too open for my own good I fear.
I also suffer from a lack of tact and sometimes I really don't know if I am being offensive or not. I do know that whatever comes out of my mouth is never meant in a way that would cause offense.
It does seem that some of the people that work with have taken some comments to the extreme mind you. But I suppose this is the mindset of the office politic rubbish.
Tomorrow I shall go in say good morning how was your weekend and then just get on with my job and try not to talk to anyone. Hopefully that way I shall maybe avoid the rest of the nonsense.
The thing is the nonsense is not normally very conducive to the working environment. If anything it distracts these people from their work. I do not understand why people get like this, its a job, we go there to get money so that we can eat and pay bills to keep a roof over our heads and if we are lucky enough we may have some left over for special items or luxuries. What does it matter to anyone else what someone else is doing or saying or anything else. It is honestly just like someone brought the playground to the office only now it is 20 times worse. If only they would just spit on my bicycle seat perhaps I would know where I stand!!
Of course when I find out that people are two faced and not always what they seem, it just makes me upset. I truly do not understand why people in this day and age will invest so much time and effort into being nasty especially when they are literally gaining nothing from doing this.
Never mind, I resign myself to the "what will be will be" and I shall keep my head held high knowing that I performed my job to the best of my ability, after all that is all I really owe to myself.
My dog is busy snoring away in his bed, I think he is trying to hint at the fact I should actually be fast asleep right now.
If I get a chance, I shall write in here again tomorrow. Not sure if anyone will ever be interested in reading my ramblings, but actually it is quite fun to splurge out my inner thoughts!! I have not bothered to edit or read back any of my comments, perhaps that is the best way, it is less contrived and natural. If you take offense to what I say, I can assure you it was never meant in malice!
It is particularly beautiful though and I have to say I am very proud of it as it is my first attempt at crochet.
I learned to crochet on YouTube of all places, somebody's granny was videoed teaching crochet, and I followed her step by step. I learned the stiches the American way, but as the first pattern book I bought from Hobbycraft was American, learning to crochet the American way was an advantage.
After a few practice squares I decided to go out and purchase a lot of wool for my first piece. It was a large investment considering I wasn't sure if I was even any good at crochet. But it has turned out very well, I am extremely proud of my first attempt and I cannot wait to get started on a second project. I just wish the wool was not so expensive. There are cheaper wools made of acrylic and such like, but I do prefer natural materials. What really shocked me is that the wool I ended up purchasing was 60% cotton and 40% acrylic at £4.50 a ball. I dread to think what a pure cotton yarn of the same weight would cost.
I am going to be on a mission this week to track down some wool for the next project at a cheaper price. I did see on a home interior website a large crochet blanket for sale for £400!! I couldn't believe my eyes, but when I added up how many hours I had spent on this blanket if I was paid minimum wage it would be around the £300 mark. Therefore my blanket would have cost near enough £400 including the materials. I am much happier with my blanket having created it myself and will treasure it much more than if I just went to a shop and spent a stupid amount of money on a blanket!
Tomorrow is the start of the week for me, I do wonder what the week will have in store. When I first moved here I spent a year and a half unemployed. The first year was through choice and I spent six months halfheartedly searching for a job. As soon as I got serious about my job search I very quickly found temping jobs which led me to finding an interview for the job I have now. I do believe that having a job makes it a million times more easy to find another job. Looking back it was a mistake not to go out and look for a job much sooner. Being unemployed is totally demoralising, even if you cause this to happen on purpose. I have to say that if I won the lottery, I wouldnt necessarily keep the job I have now, I wouldnt necessarily work full time, but I certainly would want to keep working and doing something. It provides structure to your day and you appreciate days off a lot more when you are working. Eventually, there was so little for me to do with my day that it just used to waste away and I knew there would be another day off the following day so all the jobs in the house that needed doing kept getting put off. Now when being at work all week, suddenly I appreciate my two days off and I get on and do a lot more with them.
Not this weekend though, this weekend I was slovenly and stayed in my PJs for most of it. I have hung around and looked at the housework and done absolutely nothing about it! I will have to live in a mess for the week and hopefully that will encouarge me to do something about it next weekend! Having recently had the living room tiled, the whole place is upside down and my kitchen is a minefield.
Hopefully tomorrow will be ok at work and the week will start off well. I seem to be having a few problems at work and goodness only knows why. I have never been good with office politics, in fact I am just not very good with people at all. I have this stupid childlike trust that people will be honest and decent, and I am probably too nice to everyone. That I feel must be the product of my childhood.
I grew up as an only child. When I was small I had many friends in the neighbourhood and at school but eventually that started to change. One day I was taken out of school and we moved to a new area. I used to go to private school and all of a sudden I was placed into state school. I was totally different than everyone there with this ridiculous "posh" accent. To top things off my mother hadnt had time to go and get the correct school uniform for the school I was attending and so I was sent in the uniform of my previous school! I was walking around state school in sandals for goodness sakes. From that day everybody picked on me, and it didnt seem to matter what I did nothing would change it. I never had any friends at home either because we had moved into a new estate full of two bedroom houses, houses for people who are just starting and generally do not have children. I was the only child there.
So of course my whole experience of interacting with people became very defensive and I would close down completely in order to save myself. I wouldnt interact with any of them, and eventually I learned how to be nasty because it seemed to be the only way to survive, if I was nasty back to them somehow I felt I could get by.
Of course once I left school the only social skills I had learned was how to interact as little as possible with people around you. I did become a hell of a lot nicer to people as I was no longer in the environment where I had to be defensive. But I have no concept of what needs to be done in order to get along. All I know how to do is to be nice.
Unfortunately it seems that being nice doesnt get you very far in the working world. There are people who are out to get you at every opportunity if they feel a threat. And the new person, regardless of their abilities or lack of always seems to be perceived as a threat. Or so it would seem.
I have no idea how I combat this, it is pretty impossible to change myself really now at 33 years old. I can't exactly go back to school and try to re-learn.
I go to the office every day and I do the very best I can. I seem to be making a few mistakes at the moment but I feel that is purely because I am nervous and because I want to succeed so much. I have placed an awful amount of pressure upon myself to succeed and it is leading to my failure.
This week I am determined that I shall go in, do my very best and not worry about whether I fail or not. If I have done my very best then that is enough. If it is not good enough for them perhaps I will be forced to find a new job.
I feel I need to learn where to draw the line between being pleasant to people and being friendly. I have been trying to be friendly and it just doesnt seem to be getting me anywhere at all. Fortunately there seems to be two or three people there that are nice and can be trusted, I just need to learn when to switch my mouth off and stop talking to people. I am far too open for my own good I fear.
I also suffer from a lack of tact and sometimes I really don't know if I am being offensive or not. I do know that whatever comes out of my mouth is never meant in a way that would cause offense.
It does seem that some of the people that work with have taken some comments to the extreme mind you. But I suppose this is the mindset of the office politic rubbish.
Tomorrow I shall go in say good morning how was your weekend and then just get on with my job and try not to talk to anyone. Hopefully that way I shall maybe avoid the rest of the nonsense.
The thing is the nonsense is not normally very conducive to the working environment. If anything it distracts these people from their work. I do not understand why people get like this, its a job, we go there to get money so that we can eat and pay bills to keep a roof over our heads and if we are lucky enough we may have some left over for special items or luxuries. What does it matter to anyone else what someone else is doing or saying or anything else. It is honestly just like someone brought the playground to the office only now it is 20 times worse. If only they would just spit on my bicycle seat perhaps I would know where I stand!!
Of course when I find out that people are two faced and not always what they seem, it just makes me upset. I truly do not understand why people in this day and age will invest so much time and effort into being nasty especially when they are literally gaining nothing from doing this.
Never mind, I resign myself to the "what will be will be" and I shall keep my head held high knowing that I performed my job to the best of my ability, after all that is all I really owe to myself.
My dog is busy snoring away in his bed, I think he is trying to hint at the fact I should actually be fast asleep right now.
If I get a chance, I shall write in here again tomorrow. Not sure if anyone will ever be interested in reading my ramblings, but actually it is quite fun to splurge out my inner thoughts!! I have not bothered to edit or read back any of my comments, perhaps that is the best way, it is less contrived and natural. If you take offense to what I say, I can assure you it was never meant in malice!
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