...the pinkie toe on my right foot has somehow become infected and inflamed.
Whee!
...and I have to do an extra shift at work tomorrow - my weekly day off - because The Male Colleague is (YET AGAIN) off sick (only two hours; 7 till 9-AM, but still).
Yay!
...and the dog was inexplicably sick four times in the night (he's fine now), leading to general unhappiness, several messes for me to clean up, and a whole lot less sleep overall than either one of us would have liked.
Whoopie!
...oh, and the car has broken down, too.
Joy!
Blah.
Roll on May.
Alice x
* In case anybody is fed up of - if there is indeed anybody actually paying attention to - my whining; I will drag myself out of the hole of self pity and loathing that I am currently wallowing in very soon, promise.
Saturday, 26 April 2014
Wednesday, 16 April 2014
Alice: Disturbed Dreamer and Pigeon Rescuer Extraordinaire.
Today I rescued a wood pigeon that had become trapped in a recess in The Store's exit behind the vending machines. I then cleared up the mass of feathers and, well, other stuff, the terrified and stubborn bird had left behind, washed my hands and then carried on wiping down the tills.
All in a days work.
A little under two weeks ago I dreamed about dad. Ever since then he has haunted my dreams. He hasn't been the main focus of them, nor in some cases has he even been seen; he's just been making his presence felt.
It's led to many disturbed nights and uncomfortable days, when no matter what happens nothing feels right or seems to fit. That's how it feels: as though nothing fits.
...There has been stuff in between those two things, some of it nice and some of it not, but I am exhausted and aching all over and I just can't think straight enough to focus on them.
So for now, we'll leave it at that.
I am Alice. Disturbed Dreamer and Pigeon Rescuer Extraordinaire.
And I'm not coping so well right now.
Alice x
All in a days work.
A little under two weeks ago I dreamed about dad. Ever since then he has haunted my dreams. He hasn't been the main focus of them, nor in some cases has he even been seen; he's just been making his presence felt.
It's led to many disturbed nights and uncomfortable days, when no matter what happens nothing feels right or seems to fit. That's how it feels: as though nothing fits.
...There has been stuff in between those two things, some of it nice and some of it not, but I am exhausted and aching all over and I just can't think straight enough to focus on them.
So for now, we'll leave it at that.
I am Alice. Disturbed Dreamer and Pigeon Rescuer Extraordinaire.
And I'm not coping so well right now.
Alice x
Tuesday, 1 April 2014
Well, I Finally Found Out...
...what happens when one presses a random number - in this case the number 5 - during the phone log in process (rather than the obligatory "1 to log in" and "2 to log out").
What happens is that after a very long pause, during which one (i.e. me) wonders if one has in fact broken it and ponders how one is going to explain this to one's superiors, the computer generated voice tells you in his usual calm tones that he is "sorry, but you have made an invalid choice" and asks you to "please try again".
So there you go.
Another mystery solved.
Alice xxx
What happens is that after a very long pause, during which one (i.e. me) wonders if one has in fact broken it and ponders how one is going to explain this to one's superiors, the computer generated voice tells you in his usual calm tones that he is "sorry, but you have made an invalid choice" and asks you to "please try again".
So there you go.
Another mystery solved.
Alice xxx
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)