Wednesday, 15 May 2013
Friday, 10 May 2013
Parenthood
Somehow Wavey and I are taking care of a 9 month old Rotweiler puppy. Since she arrived on Sunday it has been bonkers crazy in our normally calm and peaceful house. No more can we just chill out of an evening, instead from the moment we walk in the house to be greeted by this huge creature jumping up and licking us to death to the moment that it's finally bed time it's constant watching and making sure she's not doing anything she shouldn't, or eating anything ( yesterday she ate string, moss, one tiny oat crumb from a cereal bar I was eating, and she obviously found some tasty treats down the side of the sofa as she had her snout stuck in there for ages ). Everything we wear is stained with dog saliva, she's licked everything in the house so her smell lingers everywhere and don't even get me started on other smells and lack of house training...stressful doesn't even cover it!
On Monday Wavey got his first glimpse of Dizz angry, like really angry! It takes a whole LOT to wind me up but this dopey pup managed to do just that. After a day of feeling sick and being constantly angry we took a moment to say woah, this isn't getting us anywhere, she's here, she's going to do stuff, let's just deal. Since then there's less of the anger but blimey she's hard work! Much harder than children. At least you can take kids everywhere with you but the same cannot be said for puppies.
One of the things that is making us laugh the most in a kind of I can't believe this is who we have become situation is our conversation about her bathroom habits. How has this become normal?! Since she's arrived we don't seem to have had a normal conversation, and our poor neighbours must be so sick of hearing me shout her name followed by NO! Right now she's stretched out in the sun and it's hard to believe she's any bother as she snores gently but don't be fooled! Any minute now she'll be up again wanting to play with her soggy tuggy toy that nearly breaks your arm, she is very strong!
How do people do this? It's exhausting! Parenthood definitely ain't all it's cracked up to be.
On Monday Wavey got his first glimpse of Dizz angry, like really angry! It takes a whole LOT to wind me up but this dopey pup managed to do just that. After a day of feeling sick and being constantly angry we took a moment to say woah, this isn't getting us anywhere, she's here, she's going to do stuff, let's just deal. Since then there's less of the anger but blimey she's hard work! Much harder than children. At least you can take kids everywhere with you but the same cannot be said for puppies.
One of the things that is making us laugh the most in a kind of I can't believe this is who we have become situation is our conversation about her bathroom habits. How has this become normal?! Since she's arrived we don't seem to have had a normal conversation, and our poor neighbours must be so sick of hearing me shout her name followed by NO! Right now she's stretched out in the sun and it's hard to believe she's any bother as she snores gently but don't be fooled! Any minute now she'll be up again wanting to play with her soggy tuggy toy that nearly breaks your arm, she is very strong!
How do people do this? It's exhausting! Parenthood definitely ain't all it's cracked up to be.
Tuesday, 7 May 2013
New-y new-ness
When I worked in the library I had loads of interviews, a couple of them were successful but the majority of them were hideous. I could never just be myself, I had to put on this face and pretend that I knew about strategy (usually badly!) and KPIs and all sorts of other bizarre stuff. It was hardly surprising looking back that I was always unsuccessful.
Since leaving the library I've now had two interviews. One was more of a meeting and was over lunch which I didn't have to pay for. Out of that I have this amazing volunteering opportunity which will help boost my experience portfolio and enhance my CV. Today I had an interview where I got a free cup of yummy tea of the week (passion fruit, black tea, deelish) and party rings and coconut bites. I answered the four scenarios that were posed to me and the rest if the time we talked about nice stuff like growing vegetables and baking cakes and doing up houses. It was so nice that at the end my interviewer hugged me! I don't know the outcome of that one yet (keeping my fingers crossed though) but it is so so so brilliant to be able to just be myself and for the interviewer to be interested in me for that very reason. No strategy, no bullshizz, just a lovely chat to find out a bit more and maybe make sure that you are presentable and will be a good face for their business.
I have another interview tomorrow and one next week. I'm hoping there might be a cup of tea again but it will be okay if there isn't, all this practice is so good for me for when I face the big wide world of permanent and salaried jobs again. For now though I am embracing the chance to be myself, wear less formal clothing, and enjoy the feeling that it might, I might, actually be what people are looking for. Fingers crossed!
Since leaving the library I've now had two interviews. One was more of a meeting and was over lunch which I didn't have to pay for. Out of that I have this amazing volunteering opportunity which will help boost my experience portfolio and enhance my CV. Today I had an interview where I got a free cup of yummy tea of the week (passion fruit, black tea, deelish) and party rings and coconut bites. I answered the four scenarios that were posed to me and the rest if the time we talked about nice stuff like growing vegetables and baking cakes and doing up houses. It was so nice that at the end my interviewer hugged me! I don't know the outcome of that one yet (keeping my fingers crossed though) but it is so so so brilliant to be able to just be myself and for the interviewer to be interested in me for that very reason. No strategy, no bullshizz, just a lovely chat to find out a bit more and maybe make sure that you are presentable and will be a good face for their business.
I have another interview tomorrow and one next week. I'm hoping there might be a cup of tea again but it will be okay if there isn't, all this practice is so good for me for when I face the big wide world of permanent and salaried jobs again. For now though I am embracing the chance to be myself, wear less formal clothing, and enjoy the feeling that it might, I might, actually be what people are looking for. Fingers crossed!
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
Compare/contrast
The last time I was a full time student I was aged 20-23. Whenever stuff got hard or my brain was mush or I just needed a break we would all meet up in our house share, put the kettle on, and have a good old gas. Or we would head to the pub. Pretty much a win-win there then. This time around I am 38, and you know what? It might seem obvious but it's oh so different.
In the younger days when deadlines loomed I seem to remember that we would probably just go to the pub. This time around, my deadlines are looming large and I can almost see numbers and days falling away in front of my eyes. The urge to panic is big and there's been a couple of times when I have felt completely overwhelmed and all bit oh my god what have I done type thing. Don't get me wrong, I know that this is by far the best decision I have made in a long time but with age comes fear, and that carefree attitude that I had back then is nowhere to be found. I've got a lot riding on this and I have to do it right.
Thankfully good discipline seems to have come along with age. I get up in the morning as if I was going to work. Yes I catch up with some of my trash tv before I start the day but I am up and about and reading and thinking and scribbling and I am achieving a lot each day. But there's so much to do! I don't seem to remember having to do this much work before. Maybe I picked a really easy course and there wasn't the same level of commitment. I seem to remember writing essays more than business reports, or newspaper articles, or ideas for radio shows - yep actually a lot different to the marketing strategy I am currently composing or the presentation on IT Governance I was working on this morning. Or maybe all my memories from before were drowned in all the beer?
Maybe I should sack this sitting here and pretending to be good and just go to the pub! I know I won't but it was amusing to put it out there. I can imagine Wavey coming home to find me crashing around the house shouting sshhhh and trying to locate the nearest snack point before stumbling to bed in a drunken stupor...perhaps not. See? With age comes the fear. And choosing sensible over yeah whatever. Sometimes I miss those days...but then that Dizz really didn't have a clue about life and which direction she wanted to go in. This Dizz does. And she's very determined. So I best put down the blog as if it was a writing pad and switch programmes and get back to my marketing strategy. But you know what? When I'm all done at the end of this month I am so going to the pub to get drunk! Can't wait...
In the younger days when deadlines loomed I seem to remember that we would probably just go to the pub. This time around, my deadlines are looming large and I can almost see numbers and days falling away in front of my eyes. The urge to panic is big and there's been a couple of times when I have felt completely overwhelmed and all bit oh my god what have I done type thing. Don't get me wrong, I know that this is by far the best decision I have made in a long time but with age comes fear, and that carefree attitude that I had back then is nowhere to be found. I've got a lot riding on this and I have to do it right.
Thankfully good discipline seems to have come along with age. I get up in the morning as if I was going to work. Yes I catch up with some of my trash tv before I start the day but I am up and about and reading and thinking and scribbling and I am achieving a lot each day. But there's so much to do! I don't seem to remember having to do this much work before. Maybe I picked a really easy course and there wasn't the same level of commitment. I seem to remember writing essays more than business reports, or newspaper articles, or ideas for radio shows - yep actually a lot different to the marketing strategy I am currently composing or the presentation on IT Governance I was working on this morning. Or maybe all my memories from before were drowned in all the beer?
Maybe I should sack this sitting here and pretending to be good and just go to the pub! I know I won't but it was amusing to put it out there. I can imagine Wavey coming home to find me crashing around the house shouting sshhhh and trying to locate the nearest snack point before stumbling to bed in a drunken stupor...perhaps not. See? With age comes the fear. And choosing sensible over yeah whatever. Sometimes I miss those days...but then that Dizz really didn't have a clue about life and which direction she wanted to go in. This Dizz does. And she's very determined. So I best put down the blog as if it was a writing pad and switch programmes and get back to my marketing strategy. But you know what? When I'm all done at the end of this month I am so going to the pub to get drunk! Can't wait...
Sunday, 21 April 2013
Fizz the Fantastic
Not only is Fizz a rockin' knitter and creator of the funkay-est socks in our fair region:
She is also a sewing dudette and has made me and Wavey the most fabulous cushion for our study/snug/library:
Love it! I know we already said so but thank you once again for all your hard work and time that was given to create something this fabby and unique. Big mwah!
She is also a sewing dudette and has made me and Wavey the most fabulous cushion for our study/snug/library:
Love it! I know we already said so but thank you once again for all your hard work and time that was given to create something this fabby and unique. Big mwah!
Wednesday, 17 April 2013
They go together like a horse and carriage
Yesterday not one but three (three!) people asked me if Wavey and I have plans to get married. I'm used to this question from some people, mainly my sister who I think sees this as a prime opportunity for my niece to be some kind of fluffy bridesmaidy type thing, but she usually only asks me when she's drunk as she knows the answer will always be the same. Three people in one day though? Has to be some kind of record.
It all started when I was at uni. One of my class mates who I always sit with was making polite conversation that started off about holidays and ended up with the big M question, though quite how she got there still has me puzzled. When I gave my standard reply that starts with a HA and ends with an um I don't think so answer she replied that she would pray for me...later on at theatre the chatter talked to weddings. Long story short there, something is happening at theatre on the 3rd May, I can't be there as we're at a wedding, a wedding on a Friday who does that exclamation later another person informed me that "when" Wavey and I get married we can't do it on a Friday as this person works and therefore wouldn't be able to come...say what and excuse me? Moments later I was asked if I thought we would get married. There must have been something weird in the air to prompt all this as it was not an average Tuesday by any means!
It's a weird thing all round. I guess some people are really into weddings and marriage, me and Wavey not so much. I've never had any dreams or desires to have a wedding, I would be mortified by all the attention being focused entirely on me and to tell you the truth I'm not that big a fan. I like the cake. And I love a good boogie, but you can have both of those things any old time. Does this make me odd? Have I got some kind of vital gene missing? Did the marriage thing fly up to me one day, shout boo, stick his tongue out and then run away? I believe you can be with the person you love and be fully committed to your relationship and be together however you both choose, be that through marriage or living together or just being together - the glue that binds relationships is so unique to each one that it's impossible to generalise.
Me and Wavey? Marriage? I think my sister is going to be disappointed *chuckle* when I was a kid friends of my parents turned up one weekend grinning from ear to ear. They'd been away for the weekend and were just popping in to tell us what a great time they had, oh, and that they had got married...I will always remember the glee and mischief in their faces. Never say never eh? But I do know one thing, if we do change our minds I would be tempted to follow the glee and mischief route...
It all started when I was at uni. One of my class mates who I always sit with was making polite conversation that started off about holidays and ended up with the big M question, though quite how she got there still has me puzzled. When I gave my standard reply that starts with a HA and ends with an um I don't think so answer she replied that she would pray for me...later on at theatre the chatter talked to weddings. Long story short there, something is happening at theatre on the 3rd May, I can't be there as we're at a wedding, a wedding on a Friday who does that exclamation later another person informed me that "when" Wavey and I get married we can't do it on a Friday as this person works and therefore wouldn't be able to come...say what and excuse me? Moments later I was asked if I thought we would get married. There must have been something weird in the air to prompt all this as it was not an average Tuesday by any means!
It's a weird thing all round. I guess some people are really into weddings and marriage, me and Wavey not so much. I've never had any dreams or desires to have a wedding, I would be mortified by all the attention being focused entirely on me and to tell you the truth I'm not that big a fan. I like the cake. And I love a good boogie, but you can have both of those things any old time. Does this make me odd? Have I got some kind of vital gene missing? Did the marriage thing fly up to me one day, shout boo, stick his tongue out and then run away? I believe you can be with the person you love and be fully committed to your relationship and be together however you both choose, be that through marriage or living together or just being together - the glue that binds relationships is so unique to each one that it's impossible to generalise.
Me and Wavey? Marriage? I think my sister is going to be disappointed *chuckle* when I was a kid friends of my parents turned up one weekend grinning from ear to ear. They'd been away for the weekend and were just popping in to tell us what a great time they had, oh, and that they had got married...I will always remember the glee and mischief in their faces. Never say never eh? But I do know one thing, if we do change our minds I would be tempted to follow the glee and mischief route...
Sunday, 14 April 2013
Last published March?!
You know it's bad times when even Blogger is tapping you on the shoulder and asking, oi, you, is there anyone there?! Blogland can sometimes be a strange place for me. I'm often all fired up and full of ideas and inspiration of things to put on the blog, and then other times it's all bleugh and nothing I think of seems worthwhile. I even have to admit to being a little bleugh about some of the blogs I read. I subscribe to a couple of style and fashion ones and sometimes I find myself looking at yet another marvellously groomed and well put together young woman who is earning squillions of pounds and thinking, ugh, are they ever caught in their dressing gown with bed hair and zero makeup by the burglar alarm guy cos you totally forgot he was coming? Probably not. So there you go, I'm not making excuses, I'm just telling it like it is. Bleugh.
That is not to say that life ain't grand cos it certainly is so. Part of the reason for no posting is very little time. Student-ing it turns out is a busy old place to be. Let's face it I can hardly blame the amount of time I spend in lectures as this is laughably small, but the amount of preparation and reading, and the sheer quantity of assignments I have going on is a bit eek-y so I also do quite a lot of avoidance style tactics. If I can't see them then those million assignments are not actually there and don't all need doing by the end of May. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
Weekends are also zooming on by. Wavey and I have seemingly reached some kind of we're rockin' and rollin' and beastin' our way through all the house and garden tasks. So far this year we have tiled the bathroom and laid new vinyl, painted and glossed the study, pulled up the carpets in the study, built mahhhvellous bookshelves in the study, bought a chair and a standard lamp from cheapish sources for the study, fitted a blind for the study, glossed a fireplace in the spare room a gorgeous black (still so chuffed with it), I am slowly but surely up-cycling all the picture frames in the spare room and glossing them black, we've bought new bedding and a new lampshade to funky the spare room up a bit, we've pulled up the old, rotten, oh my foot fell through it decking (which very nearly did for us I can tell you) and started to lay the new decking, I've planted some of the crops for this year and intend to attempt the rotation thing that I've never quite got the hang of before...and all this doesn't include the daily grind of keeping house and feeding ourselves incredibly yummy food and cakes, nom nom nom. So I guess you could say we've been kinda busy...
On top of this I'm busy promoting theatre groups, and myself in order to get a whole heap of work experience to boost up my CV and make me a job prospect goddess. After 3 months of zero pay I'm on the lookout for a job as I need me some pennies in order to keep up my expensive lotions and potions and shampoo habit.
Sheesh. I've just read that back and am knackered - no wonder I never have any time to blog anymore! But I promise to do better. I found a really cool photography challenge on Pinterest that I'd like to give a try so I might do some of that. Maybe I'll get me groomed and in a poshy-posh outfit and post some look how fabulous I am photos. Then again I might just put my dressing gown on, embrace the bedhead, and have a lie down. See you soon...
That is not to say that life ain't grand cos it certainly is so. Part of the reason for no posting is very little time. Student-ing it turns out is a busy old place to be. Let's face it I can hardly blame the amount of time I spend in lectures as this is laughably small, but the amount of preparation and reading, and the sheer quantity of assignments I have going on is a bit eek-y so I also do quite a lot of avoidance style tactics. If I can't see them then those million assignments are not actually there and don't all need doing by the end of May. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
Weekends are also zooming on by. Wavey and I have seemingly reached some kind of we're rockin' and rollin' and beastin' our way through all the house and garden tasks. So far this year we have tiled the bathroom and laid new vinyl, painted and glossed the study, pulled up the carpets in the study, built mahhhvellous bookshelves in the study, bought a chair and a standard lamp from cheapish sources for the study, fitted a blind for the study, glossed a fireplace in the spare room a gorgeous black (still so chuffed with it), I am slowly but surely up-cycling all the picture frames in the spare room and glossing them black, we've bought new bedding and a new lampshade to funky the spare room up a bit, we've pulled up the old, rotten, oh my foot fell through it decking (which very nearly did for us I can tell you) and started to lay the new decking, I've planted some of the crops for this year and intend to attempt the rotation thing that I've never quite got the hang of before...and all this doesn't include the daily grind of keeping house and feeding ourselves incredibly yummy food and cakes, nom nom nom. So I guess you could say we've been kinda busy...
On top of this I'm busy promoting theatre groups, and myself in order to get a whole heap of work experience to boost up my CV and make me a job prospect goddess. After 3 months of zero pay I'm on the lookout for a job as I need me some pennies in order to keep up my expensive lotions and potions and shampoo habit.
Sheesh. I've just read that back and am knackered - no wonder I never have any time to blog anymore! But I promise to do better. I found a really cool photography challenge on Pinterest that I'd like to give a try so I might do some of that. Maybe I'll get me groomed and in a poshy-posh outfit and post some look how fabulous I am photos. Then again I might just put my dressing gown on, embrace the bedhead, and have a lie down. See you soon...
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