The hell with CHH and their stooges, this is my blog, and my life........read it if you will.
My thoughts and musings on this thing we call life.
|Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"|
Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you
Your flirting style: friendly and sweet
What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance
Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive
I genuinely laugh at myself on occasion for being such a nutcase. I wonder where I will be this time next year? Single? Probably. Happy? Hopefully. Anything but ordinary? Definitely
I'm sat at my friend Wonderwebs house writing this as she sits glued to Eastenders. I have been flicking through my blogroll trying to catch up on some long overdue reading. The more blogs I add, the harder it seems to be keeping up with my commenting.
So much going on lately in my life. Crazy that even though i'm not actually working, I seem to have very little time for normal every day stuff like keeping up with my friends. Finding a balance between work and friends is always difficult, but take work out of the picture and add stress and it all goes to hell.
It sometimes feels as though I am looking at life through a veil. Often it's a black veil that puts a dark haze over everything, other times it's a pink veil, that adds a rosy glow to everything I see. What does it take to lift the veil and see things as they truly are? I don't know. I wish I did.
My first counselling session is on Thursday and I worry about what kind of questions I will be asked. What kind of demons will I have to face? Sigh.....
I hate the idea of being a burden to my friends. I am selective with who I talk to and about what, but I wonder if sometimes unloading my thoughts and fears to close friends is something I shouldn't do. We all have our problems and I am always more than happy to be there for my friends if and when they need me. In fact it makes me feel useful.
Like a couple of moments ago - I took a break from writing this to clean rosé wine off Wonderwebs kitchen floor while she ran upstairs in a rage to change her wet clothes. After a lousy rotten day, spilling her much needed wine was the last straw and elicited a reaction far stronger than the normal "oh fuck, i'm such a clumsy cow".
That's all for now, Wonderweb needs me. I'm going to be the person she rants to for the next couple of hours about all that is unfair in her life.
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the doorof the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own
son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt growto be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did.
Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like nobody's listening. Live like it's Heaven on Earth.
Thanks to KimmyK for todays blog post topic.
If you want to play, the game is:
Make a comment saying so and I'll give you a letter. You then have to think of 10 words that start with that letter and they must mean something in particular to you and your life.
My letter is "R" given to me by KimmyK.
Romance - has to be the first one I thought of because who wants a life without some kind of romance? Not me.
Rain - I love the sound of the rain outside. Pounding against the window pane. I love to walk in rain when it's summer and the rain is warm.
Richmond - The brand of Cigarettes I smoke (menthols) Filthy habit I know.
Reading - Something I love to do. I read a LOT. Last book I finished was Angels and Demons by Dan Brown.
Random - Something I have been accused of being during the course of many a conversation.
Reindeer Section - The fantastic band who sing one of my all time favourite songs "Your Sweet Voice"
Remember - I have a serious inability to remember anything after a certain amount of alcohol has been consumed. In fact my ability to remember anything is not good when sober either.
(wow this is hard!!!)
Rocky - One of my favourite films. Not just because I adore Sly Stallone, but because I love the story of the underdog coming good.
Relax - I am learning how to do this. One step at a time, a combination of a very good friend and some life lessons are teaching me that things aren't always as they seem, and are rarely as bad as I expect them to be.
Recruitment - The industry in whcih I am chasing a new career. Fingers and toes crossed.
Damn, that was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Like KimmyK I am not tagging anyone, but if you want to play then leave me a comment asking for a letter and I shall give you one (a letter that is!!)
Ahh, where to start? First of all I had a lovely weekend with my friend, we watched dvds, chatted until the early hours and just generally chilled out. It was just what I needed to recharge my batteries.
The last couple of days have been spent searching the internet for jobs, and talking on the phone with various agencies who are trying to match me to the right position.
Today has been great though! I went to register with an agency and was greeted by the director of the company who wanted to discuss with me the possibility of me working directly for her at the new office they have set up in my town!! No travelling, great bonus and commission, and best of all a whole new career with prospects. We chatted for 30 mins or so and she is going to call me back to meet with the co-director, and meet with the staff at the local office to see how i would fit in.
Yesterday, I had a telephone interview with a finance company who are keen to meet with me for the next stage of the interview process - but it is dependant upon me getting the papers from the court which officially end my bankrupcy. Having spoken to the court they assure me I will have them by the end of the month and the employer is holding back the second stage of interviews until I have my papers as they think I would be perfect for the job.
I had another interview this afternoon too. It went really well and I have been asked back to meet the manager and discuss terms of employment.
Finally I feel like I have options. In my current job they have done a great job of making me feel useless, and in two days of interviews I already have some confidence back. It completeley reinforces my belief that leaving my current job is the right thing to do.
So, three possible jobs, an end to my bankruptcy and I start my counselling on the 25th of this month. Perhaps this year really will turn out to be great after all!