Monday, 30 March 2009

Lucky Trevor

Driving to work this morning I noticed a variable message board blinking at me as I approached my usual exit. Hoping like hell it wasn't forewarning massive delays ahead, I read it quickly as I changed lanes.

It said; 'Trevor'. Then flashed up, 'Have a nice day'.

How cool is that?

Thursday, 19 March 2009

What's my name?

If anyone had the ability to listen in on people's thoughts, standing next to me right now would give them a headache. I give me a headache right now.

March/April is not a good time of year for me. It's full of fun, absolutely. I don't think there's any aspect of my life that doesn't include an element of fun. But it's just so God damn busy I am on the verge of a nervous breakdown!

Work is manic with this whole budgeting thing. I'm dealing with 7 figure sums and you really don't want to stuff those up, especially in times of economic woe.

Netball is in full swing; only 2 weekends until round 1. We still don't have a coach for one grade and I have too many people whinging and whispering in my ear. And every week, twice a week, I have to rock up with a smile plastered on my face. And I have to train harder than everyone. And I have to be perfect every time. And I have to bring the energy and enthusiasm. It's just how it has to be right now.

And then we're in the wedding season! We have a family wedding this weekend. I'm missing a Hen's day for it; that wedding is in 4 weeks time. And while I'm at that wedding, I'll be missing the Hen's day for this wedding that I'm a bridesmaid in the very next weekend.

And now my throat is sore, my head is throbbing, I have to get my hair done tomorrow night by a new hairdresser (and all women know how scary that thought is), I have to coach and then play in a practice match prior to the wedding, I haven't bought the present yet and I have to try and explain to 20+ business owners why I'm spending all their money. I can do it, right?

Wednesday, 11 March 2009

You

You make me smile. All the time. Even when I'm having a really crap day. You'll send me a cute text about cuppa teas and chocolate and cuddles on the couch. Or you'll finish an email with a most un-manly smiley face. And I love it.

You do so much for me. Whether it's having tea ready when I get home or doing the shopping. I put myself into too many things but you always help me to make it work. You know me too well I think, but I love it.

You fill my life with such increible joy. I would gush about how amazing you are to anyone that would listen...but I prefer to keep it mostly to myself. I like the warm, fuzzy feelings I get when I think about it. My friends adore you; it was so cute when you kissed me goodnight, then kissed Jess on the top of the head too. Watching you with my family and friends is amazing, seeing how much they love you. I love it.

You asked last night if I am still in love with the new place. I am, but the reason I am is because it's ours, and I get to share it all with you. You make the 2 and a half hour drive worth it. You make running up stairs and hills so much easier. You make hitting the right notes all the sweeter.

You are beautiful.
And best of all, you are mine.
And I love it.

Friday, 6 March 2009

'Does not play well with others'

Yesterday, I lost it. I ranted and yelled and almost stamped my foot. All at work. I just get so frustrated sometimes.

This is our stupidly busy time of year. It shouldn't be really. I work in retail, in the marketing department for a large chain of businesses. They're not franchises so we can't just pass down an order and have it followed. Each person who runs the business owns a significant share and therefore all decisions need to be agreed upon by both the Head Office and the business owner. This, as you can imagine, takes some diplomacy.

I have none.

Not when we have been starting preliminary budget work in January, and the damn things are due today at lunch, and the idiots next door can't decide on how many pages should go in a catalogue! Honestly, it's not that hard, is it?

So, I've decided that right next to my name plate on my desk, I need those signs that you see on people's gates. The ones when they have unruly pets or children even. Cos right now, I don't play nicely with anyone!