swelled face and sleeplessness
the only appointment i could secure in time was friday 2pm, so i worked out with my manager at work that id start work early in order to make the appointment and work full rostered hours also.
so i thought id get some good rest last night, but i rolled about till around midnight. the dreamt something amazing during the night. they were doing some construction works in lane cove, and i could see a big hole so i jumped the fence to have a look and phwoah it was fuckin mind blowing they had excavated hundreds of metres down, stormwater canal leading down and spiraling around the outer edge of the hole all the way down. wow!!! I remember rushing home to pick up my camera coz id only get to explore it while its in construction, got back shortly after with my camera and the site had been developed into an amusement park, the coiled stormwater underground channel hundreds of metres deep as the main attraction. then my alarm woke me up.
felt like midwinter getting ready for work in the dark (without the coldness), wasnt as messy of a morning as i had expected. getting up at 4 is only 1 hour earlier than im used to i guess.
wet slippery morning on the roads, theres quite a difference in traffic on the roads between 5 and 6am. got to work 2mins quicker than usual haha (which is relatively substantial considering it usually takes 8mins at 6am). got changed quickly in the locker room, which was totally empty (cant think of any postie girls who do early starts) and went out into the mail processing facility. it was so quiet and peaceful! a few of the old postmen were plugging away at their first class mail, they have retained their early starts and therefore penalty rates for 30+ years.
got all my mail sorted and bundled and ready for the contractors to take out by 8:30 which felt great, out of the delivery facility by quarter to 9 and on the road by 9 with my take out mail in the panniers. i was in the zone... the postie zone... shoving those mail items in a blink and hitting the throttle before the customers can wave hello at me. got rid of 1/3 of my days worth of mail in 45mins. got to my first depot box to fill up the second third, and the fuckin box was empty! GRRR!!! waited 20mins, called my boss, he says "the contracters new to the scene, hes confused, hes on his way"
GRR!
so i ended up waiting for the mail to turn up for an hour, while a storm hit. it felt awful, coz out there while ur in the zone doing the non stop delivery you can rid of a shitload of mail in an hour. i felt slightly frustrated, but ended up laying against a tree trunk munching on a banana watching the staff in ashley house aged care shift tho oldies about. yikes, what a life, the bitter and morbid end: reeling over in a chair looking like ur hardly living at all, i wonder how they are feeling emotionally coz from what i could gather with the expressions on their faces they are fucking bored and in lots of pain.
mail arrived, the contracter asked me for directions and i zoomed off to deliver maquarie/lamette/royal/milton/crick which zig zags over the downstream end of scotts creek canal. the storm had seriously swelled the stormwater channel and had caused gutterboxes to block up and flood the streets. bottom of crick st was underwater, stupid pissy little gutters, they need to do some upgrades! :)
managed to finish off my run by 12:30, which worked well, made it to my appointment early. now my face is swelled and red and puffy and hurty, but i can finally rest...
so i thought id get some good rest last night, but i rolled about till around midnight. the dreamt something amazing during the night. they were doing some construction works in lane cove, and i could see a big hole so i jumped the fence to have a look and phwoah it was fuckin mind blowing they had excavated hundreds of metres down, stormwater canal leading down and spiraling around the outer edge of the hole all the way down. wow!!! I remember rushing home to pick up my camera coz id only get to explore it while its in construction, got back shortly after with my camera and the site had been developed into an amusement park, the coiled stormwater underground channel hundreds of metres deep as the main attraction. then my alarm woke me up.
felt like midwinter getting ready for work in the dark (without the coldness), wasnt as messy of a morning as i had expected. getting up at 4 is only 1 hour earlier than im used to i guess.
wet slippery morning on the roads, theres quite a difference in traffic on the roads between 5 and 6am. got to work 2mins quicker than usual haha (which is relatively substantial considering it usually takes 8mins at 6am). got changed quickly in the locker room, which was totally empty (cant think of any postie girls who do early starts) and went out into the mail processing facility. it was so quiet and peaceful! a few of the old postmen were plugging away at their first class mail, they have retained their early starts and therefore penalty rates for 30+ years.
got all my mail sorted and bundled and ready for the contractors to take out by 8:30 which felt great, out of the delivery facility by quarter to 9 and on the road by 9 with my take out mail in the panniers. i was in the zone... the postie zone... shoving those mail items in a blink and hitting the throttle before the customers can wave hello at me. got rid of 1/3 of my days worth of mail in 45mins. got to my first depot box to fill up the second third, and the fuckin box was empty! GRRR!!! waited 20mins, called my boss, he says "the contracters new to the scene, hes confused, hes on his way"
GRR!
so i ended up waiting for the mail to turn up for an hour, while a storm hit. it felt awful, coz out there while ur in the zone doing the non stop delivery you can rid of a shitload of mail in an hour. i felt slightly frustrated, but ended up laying against a tree trunk munching on a banana watching the staff in ashley house aged care shift tho oldies about. yikes, what a life, the bitter and morbid end: reeling over in a chair looking like ur hardly living at all, i wonder how they are feeling emotionally coz from what i could gather with the expressions on their faces they are fucking bored and in lots of pain.
mail arrived, the contracter asked me for directions and i zoomed off to deliver maquarie/lamette/royal/milton/crick which zig zags over the downstream end of scotts creek canal. the storm had seriously swelled the stormwater channel and had caused gutterboxes to block up and flood the streets. bottom of crick st was underwater, stupid pissy little gutters, they need to do some upgrades! :)
managed to finish off my run by 12:30, which worked well, made it to my appointment early. now my face is swelled and red and puffy and hurty, but i can finally rest...