soon, soon, I feel it in my waters...

I was happy once again to veg out this weekend, and not do much, having managed to get through a number of errands that needed to be done. The list looks like, pick up the shirts from the drycleaners, check to make sure the ATO has the right details for the "stimulus" money, get contracts for second job and other associated tasks done [including staff card and library access],

Feeling somewhat anxious about upcoming things.

In my mind the count down for, fingers crossed, what is hopefully the finale that messy little incidenct at the beginning of the year has the music speeding up and getting more intense, and the lights flashing even more quickly. Yes it looks like the bureaucratic wheels are finally turning and will spit out the result. And it looks like it will happen soon.

I'm feeling a little bit angsty, and anxious just wanting the whole thing to be over, and being able to feel freer and move onto the next part of my life without this hanging over my head.

The anxiousness and angst felt melted somewhat for what was to be another weekend of a great surprise. I do quite like surprises, especially ones that bring a smile to my face.

I'm still smiling now - despite being very behind in preparing for work tomorrow.

Oh well...

weekend surprise

I didn't have much hopes for the weekend, just a quiet little affair, not doing much.

Oh how wrong I was!

I had one of the most pleasant surprises, which made my weekend.

I also caught up with a close friend on Sunday. We did the wine thing at Hyde Park, which was fantastic.

the week.

It's been a little while between posts...

But wow what an interesting week:

• Obama names the date for US withdrawal of Iraq
• QLD state election hots up (who doesn't love an election website from Antony Green check it out here: http://www.abc.net.au/elections/qld/2009/ )
• Marcus Enfield brou ha ha
• watching some of the NSW Upper House inquiries (work related of course)

tis the season for football (I refer here to the world game)

football season is about to begin.

Yay! I think as I put together my kit for todays friendly with another team in another comp. football boots - check; shin pads - check; socks - check; lots of water - check; cold packs - check; etc. Kind of excited that rather than training training we're playing a game.

Cut to 80 minutes later ->

Oh boy... I think as I lay on the grass at the end of the game gasping for air and sweating heavily not really loving the humid weather. Fitness and ball skills can only up from here.

Crap, I have some sunburn.

the friends of relationships past...

when a relationship ends (no matter how long ago) the issue of catching up with friends, especially those that have shared in the past history of that relationship, can be a little tricky.

so it was with a little trepidation that I caught up with a couple of friends that were part of the shared history of a past relationship that ended a long time ago. (on a side note, the person with whom I was in an intimate relationship and I are still friends)

I shouldn't have worried at all. this was exactly what I needed to lift the spirits, and share in some general catching up chatter, and talking about some of those more painful life events.

it was almost like the time gap between the last time I saw these wonderful women and today did not exist. there was of course the mandatory fill in the last couple of years (yes it had been years), but being able to let go of some of the icky things that have happened and also share in the icky things that had happened in their lives, and of course revel in the good and gossipy!, was emotionally liberating.

it takes a lot to share the good and bad life events, especially in the trust department. today it was a wonderful feeling to have that trust reciprocated and appreciated.

report writing - hard work and results...

it's been a long week and a half of week at work.

researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading researching reading...

writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing

redraft the whole entire thing. let's just say I wasn't all that happy about having to do it, especially with literally one day and a half before deadline.

edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit edit

fifty kajillion emails later... report done and sent out.

what was kinda excellent about this is that the reason for writing for the report has already started to have ripple effects. there's already a couple of meetings lined up about what was written.

also, I've been asked to do some tutoring work - it couldn't have come at a better time!

throat full of sore

it's not often where I work that all the staff across NSW gets together - and when we do there's lots of fun...

last night was one of those nights where we all got together. Started off in the pub and then walked collectively to the restaurant. Had a staff dinner with the big bosses, pleasant conversation, food was alright, wine flowing.

The highlight of the night has to be the karaoke. Usually I'm not a big fan of karaoke, having been introduced to this strange past time in a pub and with Bon jovi - so not pretty...
Anyway, there we all were in this booth, remote control in hand singing everything from "Bridge over troubled waters" to "Total eclipse of the heart".

The term singing should be used rather lightly, because this morning I discovered we most certainly didn't sing, we yelled all the lyrics. My throat is so full of sore, that I even a voice that Shirley Bassey would be proud of!