Starting over
Three weeks ago I started my new job. So far it's been very interesting, with everything being geared up for the return of this year's new intake of students.Where in my last job there were three or four of us, now there is half the staff, no shift pattern and 5 times the workload. Of course it keeps me busy and I like it...up to a point. When you find yourself going back for the nth time to complete something but never quite getting there because you're always interrupted, it becomes too much. You have to lock the office door and switch off the doorbell just to get some space. Everyone expects things to be done yesterday, not realizing that there is a process you have to complete in order to make it happen.
At least I'm glad I'm only there weekdays and that's it. I finally managed to get my bed up last weekend, recruiting my sister to help hold stuff whilst I screwed everything together. God bless Ikea, they came through in the end. Pity I can't say the same for Parcelforce who delayed the whole thing by their own incompetence. Never trust an automated system! The trick now is getting into bed without hitting my head on the ceiling! My face is about 12" or so away from the ceiling. Fortunately for me there isn't anyone above the area where my bed is located. At first I kept hitting the roof, but now I've learned the art of turning over and around, adjusting my duvet and never touching the ceiling.
And...I realise that by saying what I would like to say, I could bring to an end a great enduring friendship or...it could be the start of something new. But I realise I am not willing to sacrifice our friendship for something else that is not guaranteed. I'd rather stick with the friendship thanks. And I look forward to seeing him again. Is that vague enough for ya? :D
