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Ok.....my first slightly down day on the job and why? not because it sucks, although of the six slots I had booked today so far two have shown up and only one is left to go, and not because this is the first day when I have been in an office alone on a lap top rather than in the head office (and no this is not my laptop yet, I don't get that till I sign full time contract which I have yet to see but have been romised) but because I am sick in the guts, god knows why, but yeah, just one icky gross feeling after another and the last three people haven't turned up so I could have gone out and gotten stuff for my belly bit NO I am so fucking nice I hung around! Oh yeah and AIM is not working so I can't even chat OL with my buds OS GRRRRR
Ok...maybe I am in a bit of a mood as well....
however it has been an interesting day. Just wen we find a new house we are told we don't actually have to move out of our current one till the new year! goddamn! ok the thing is the current house we love, it is huge and it is cheap and we can walk to the city the valley and all our fave clubs, the new one though it a settled lease where we know we aren't about to be turfed.....security over economy and love? dunno.....
My cat is complaining about something of late and has taken to expressing this by crapping on the floor directly outside his litter tray, I mean seriously WTF? but the funny part is he covers it with anything, Perrin's shoes have been dragged across, and empty envelope fallen off the table....all sorts of things....weird cat. Still can't help but love him.
Still feeling bloody low and Perrin can't quite grasp why his constantly telling me what I should be doing around the house or to get beter or whatever is actually making me worse not better. That is the curse, a little knowledge is a dangerous thing and P having never been depressed and naturally being a very perky person can't fathom why the things he thinks should work don't, which leaves me actually backsliding every time he tries to help. I love my husband but trying to help my depressed state is not helping, what would help is instead of telling me to do the dishes if he atually just went and did them and then gave me a cuddle and stuff. gah, now I am bitching and I shouldn't be, he is wonderful realy, i just know he has no concept of this stuff. I think he looked in my psych books hoping for quick fix and doesn't quite get that there wil be no fix till I anm ready to do it. I love him, he tries, just on this one he realy isn't cut out for it.
Oh well, my last appt for the day is now late, so I better call and hurry them along or maybe hear they aren't turning up....hanging out for that full time contract, till then I only get paid for the people I see, so all this time with people not turning up is damn waste. I love the job, but I want to do it, not sit here and twiddle my thumbs.
Ok...maybe I am in a bit of a mood as well....
however it has been an interesting day. Just wen we find a new house we are told we don't actually have to move out of our current one till the new year! goddamn! ok the thing is the current house we love, it is huge and it is cheap and we can walk to the city the valley and all our fave clubs, the new one though it a settled lease where we know we aren't about to be turfed.....security over economy and love? dunno.....
My cat is complaining about something of late and has taken to expressing this by crapping on the floor directly outside his litter tray, I mean seriously WTF? but the funny part is he covers it with anything, Perrin's shoes have been dragged across, and empty envelope fallen off the table....all sorts of things....weird cat. Still can't help but love him.
Still feeling bloody low and Perrin can't quite grasp why his constantly telling me what I should be doing around the house or to get beter or whatever is actually making me worse not better. That is the curse, a little knowledge is a dangerous thing and P having never been depressed and naturally being a very perky person can't fathom why the things he thinks should work don't, which leaves me actually backsliding every time he tries to help. I love my husband but trying to help my depressed state is not helping, what would help is instead of telling me to do the dishes if he atually just went and did them and then gave me a cuddle and stuff. gah, now I am bitching and I shouldn't be, he is wonderful realy, i just know he has no concept of this stuff. I think he looked in my psych books hoping for quick fix and doesn't quite get that there wil be no fix till I anm ready to do it. I love him, he tries, just on this one he realy isn't cut out for it.
Oh well, my last appt for the day is now late, so I better call and hurry them along or maybe hear they aren't turning up....hanging out for that full time contract, till then I only get paid for the people I see, so all this time with people not turning up is damn waste. I love the job, but I want to do it, not sit here and twiddle my thumbs.