Hear that? That was me giving a small yelp of relief because Brenda just left the building. It’s Saturday, I’m at work, and I’ve been trying to prepare all the documents she requires to take with her for these meetings in Canberra. I think I got there, but I always invariably forget something. We’ll see.
I always forget what a presence she is in the office. It’s not necessarily bad; it’s just, umm, large. She fills a room, she’s very loud, and she’s constantly demanding. And it’s not even like she’s demanding in a horrible, ostentatious way. She is just on the go 150% of the time and on top of everything I’ve got to do here it makes for interesting times.
So she’s been back exactly one working week and we’re all somewhat reeling. She’s gone again now for two days, and then we have Wednesday, and then I (THANK FUCK) have two days off and hence a 4 day weekend. I am SO ready for that 🙂 COG OMG!
I’m trying to take each day as it comes here now. The good thing is that I’ve had a lot of positive feedback from a lot of different places about how well I handled all the shit that happened while she was gone this time around. The bad thing about THAT is, all the shite I was dealing with that I wasn’t convinced I was ready for, is all mine now every day of the week. She was so impressed with how I handled the staff evaluations and performance appraisals and training that it has now become part of my job description.
I have this conflict in me about that. I had a certain confidence with them all before – they saw me as a confidant, and someone to come to if they weren’t comfortable approaching Brenda. That’s a good thing because it meant I always had an ear to the ground and I always knew what was going down. Now I’m worried they’re going to see me on another level, and someone who is watching and judging them. I need to put some thought into how I’m going to balance this, because I’m sure there is a way.
And I got another pay rise. When the exam results come, if I pass (please please please let me pass) I get another one. There was talk a couple of weeks back about me going to Ukraine in September, which may or may not happen now but is still on the cards. I am, however, more or less definitely going to TURKEY next year. How cool is that?! I have always wanted to see Turkey. Added to this I have a wedding in Auckland later in the year. I think at the beginning of the year I wrote about having no international travel in the next 12 months. Oh well 🙂
Today I feel hungry. This is quite something, because 18 out of the last 48 hours I have spent throwing up. I’m not sure what happened, but I’ve felt half a degree under all week and Thursday night it all just spiralled into one big sick blackness. I was up all night Thursday really ill, got up Friday morning wanting to die, and managed to drag myself into work (albeit late). I had plans to go to Newtown last night (Happy Leg Day!) and I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. About 4 I started feeling a little better, and all day I had a nag that I really should go and not stay home. So, I went.
And it was a lot of fun. And I didn’t throw up! The vodka sat better than most everything I had eaten prior to that point. It was just a good night with a few drinks (although some of us were more drunk than others) and good company. And it was nice to go home (well, Hell’s home, which is more or less Home 2 for me) and not have drunk so much the ceiling was spinning.
This morning I went and got my hair cut (oh my god, I’ve become one of those girls who blog about when they get their hair cut and their car serviced). It was good, actually, and well overdue. I feel less like a shagpile now and more like a person. And this is a good thing. Hair always smells SO GOOD after you’ve been to have it done. Mine smells a little like fairy floss and citrus right now. Yummy.
And now I’m going to go home, via the supermarket, and spend all night in. It will be bliss 🙂