1. with a few notable exceptions, it takes Bingo approximately one hundreth of the time it takes me to make his toys to destroy them.
- but for those 2-10 minutes per time, boy; does he have fun!
2. if I continue trawling the internet for jobs on a daily basis, I am going to go insane.
- after another frustrating week, I've decided to settle on Moday, Wednesday and Friday for the full search, and checking for any job related e-mails the other days.
...I do end up applying for any suitable posts that pop up therein, admittedly, but those are few and far between due to the recruitment website(s) habit(s) of ignoring my saved searches and instead taking random words out of my CV and using whatever the words are as the basis of "hey; you may want to apply for this!".
...seriously. The last job alert had the sentence: "here are 10 jobs that match your search criteria, key words/phrases selected for search: 'the', 'birds'."
=SIGHS=
3. it is becoming apparent that the main reason Mother and myself have lived in the same house together such beautiful harmony for so long is because until very recently she spent 90% of her time outside of said house.
- seriously. Discounting the days that I was out and about doing various things myself, I used to have the majority of weekday afternoons to myself. I came back from work, and the house was empty, and stayed that way from that moment on until at least 3PM - 5PM (or later) if she was at a school - but now, I come home from work, and; she is there. And she stays there until 3PM before leaving for her shift at The Grandmama's (where she now works, 12 hours per week), sometimes 4PM. So between at least 1PM and 3PM there we are; both there together at the same time. In the living room, which during the afternoons, as I said; I used to have to myself, with the television playing reruns of Star Trek (which no matter how quietly she has it on, seems to pierce straight through my earphones in a way that no other television show can) while I am trying to conduct a job search and apply for jobs or concentrate on The Story or write a Blog post or just to simply BE.
...seriously (again). GAH! I love her, and she loves me, and we still enjoy the things we both enjoyed doing together just as we always have, but; GAH!
...Give me back my free afternoons, damn it!
=SIGHS (again)=
4. my fringe swept over to the right hand side of my forehead looks very nice.
- on the same token, said fringe swept over the other way - to try and conceal a small flaw just above my left eye, which thanks to The Grandpapa I am now rather conscious of - just looks weird. I have no idea why, it just does(n't work).
Alice x
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