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It's been an odd couple of months really.
My ickle pickle baby is now a toddler, more or less. She's getting up to toddler like shenanigans that's for sure. She gets into a right mardy when I stop her doing dangerous stuff like sticking her finger in plug sockets. Apparently preventing electrocution is a violation of her right to freedom of expression. She's also standing up! Still a bit wobbly, but she can stand for a long time and she walks with help! Yay! See; my child is a freakin' genius.
The last week I've had a horrible cold, temperature, cough, sore throat (I sound like Davros in the mornings, seriously!) and runny nose. It's taking me longer to recover since, not only am I looking after a thrill seeking ten month old, but I'm also working TWO jobs, doing an Open university course and a Masters. Am I mental? Probably.
But yes! I finally have a new job! I'm doing a temporary job at Rose Bruford College as a Marketing Assistant. It's mainly office dogs bodying, but I love it. It's great knowing I'm actually bringing home enough money to live on. FINALLY! It's still not completely secure, but at least it's helping me relax at little. My line manager, Jackie, is lovely. As is my fellow office bird Di. Di's off to Chattanooga for a conference, so me and Jackie have had to run around getting stuff ready for it. It's mainly meant me packing crap into boxes, but I did enjoy it. It's job satisfaction. So there.
I'm still working at the Argyll, since I'm actually staying there. The Marketing Assistant job is only till December, so I can't leave the Argyll yet. Meh. I'm feeling philosophical about that place. I'm not exactly shit-keen to stay there till I retire, but it's just a solid way of getting the money in. Not much money, but some.
The Masters is going well, I'm actually good at it! Hurrah! It's bloomin' hard work though. I've got an essay due in the week after next. 3000 words. Groan. Still, I like researching and writing essays, so I'm not too phased.
Now if only I could shake this cough, I sound like I'm on fifty cigarettes a day! It's not fair! I'm the one who DOESN'T smoke.
Grrr.
My ickle pickle baby is now a toddler, more or less. She's getting up to toddler like shenanigans that's for sure. She gets into a right mardy when I stop her doing dangerous stuff like sticking her finger in plug sockets. Apparently preventing electrocution is a violation of her right to freedom of expression. She's also standing up! Still a bit wobbly, but she can stand for a long time and she walks with help! Yay! See; my child is a freakin' genius.
The last week I've had a horrible cold, temperature, cough, sore throat (I sound like Davros in the mornings, seriously!) and runny nose. It's taking me longer to recover since, not only am I looking after a thrill seeking ten month old, but I'm also working TWO jobs, doing an Open university course and a Masters. Am I mental? Probably.
But yes! I finally have a new job! I'm doing a temporary job at Rose Bruford College as a Marketing Assistant. It's mainly office dogs bodying, but I love it. It's great knowing I'm actually bringing home enough money to live on. FINALLY! It's still not completely secure, but at least it's helping me relax at little. My line manager, Jackie, is lovely. As is my fellow office bird Di. Di's off to Chattanooga for a conference, so me and Jackie have had to run around getting stuff ready for it. It's mainly meant me packing crap into boxes, but I did enjoy it. It's job satisfaction. So there.
I'm still working at the Argyll, since I'm actually staying there. The Marketing Assistant job is only till December, so I can't leave the Argyll yet. Meh. I'm feeling philosophical about that place. I'm not exactly shit-keen to stay there till I retire, but it's just a solid way of getting the money in. Not much money, but some.
The Masters is going well, I'm actually good at it! Hurrah! It's bloomin' hard work though. I've got an essay due in the week after next. 3000 words. Groan. Still, I like researching and writing essays, so I'm not too phased.
Now if only I could shake this cough, I sound like I'm on fifty cigarettes a day! It's not fair! I'm the one who DOESN'T smoke.
Grrr.