Thursday, 25 March 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Jade will not be attending work today
As she was unceremoniously 'let go' with 5 hours notice. It wasn't a shock, I knew they would do that to me. I was surprised by the amount of people that found out through the grape vine and came to see me to say goodbye and one person in particular said it was "really shabby" the way I was treated-you know who you are and thank you <3.
That all happened a few weeks ago now, I had a week off a week as a TA in a primary school (I want to get back into education)then half term, then a virus and now a suspected kidney infection. It's a bloody joke. I've been given antibiotics anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Strangely, my upper left side of my back spasms in acute pain every so often-esp when I lay down, sleeping last night was impossible, I'm determined to stay awake today so that I can get a decent kip tonight between the pain killers and exhaustion the spasms can fuck right off.
Well, I've had enough of doing responsible things today. I've been to the quacks, got my prescriptions (and started taking the pills) called my agencies (teaching personnel are incompetent they've lost my passport and are now dodging my calls) updated my CV and applied for a number of positions on Reed, even tailoring a cover letter for a few of them. So now I'm going to make the banana pancakes that I've been craving since hearing Jack Johnson on an advert earlier in the week.
But as I now have a dongle and some spare time on my hands (& once I'm better, something interesting to write about) There should be something a bit more worth while reading on here soon.
That all happened a few weeks ago now, I had a week off a week as a TA in a primary school (I want to get back into education)then half term, then a virus and now a suspected kidney infection. It's a bloody joke. I've been given antibiotics anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Strangely, my upper left side of my back spasms in acute pain every so often-esp when I lay down, sleeping last night was impossible, I'm determined to stay awake today so that I can get a decent kip tonight between the pain killers and exhaustion the spasms can fuck right off.
Well, I've had enough of doing responsible things today. I've been to the quacks, got my prescriptions (and started taking the pills) called my agencies (teaching personnel are incompetent they've lost my passport and are now dodging my calls) updated my CV and applied for a number of positions on Reed, even tailoring a cover letter for a few of them. So now I'm going to make the banana pancakes that I've been craving since hearing Jack Johnson on an advert earlier in the week.
But as I now have a dongle and some spare time on my hands (& once I'm better, something interesting to write about) There should be something a bit more worth while reading on here soon.
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Monday, 22 February 2010
Birthday cake
Celtic warrior woman succumbs to chocolate
It was my birthday, Miranda brought a massive chocolate cake to the pub and everyone had some-although I made a point of making as much mess as I could when I was nomming it! It reminded me of a game my brother and I played with ice cream when we were really little-get as much of it on your face as possible would have been a good name for it. The sequel would have been 'then try to lick it off your own face' but that part was more necessity than game.
It was a great day, I picked a pub that I'm comfortable in and has a good jukebox and stayed there while I had a constant dribble of good friends and people that I actually wanted to see rather than trying to organise a big night out with everyone that I've ever met attending because I started a group on facebook. I've spent the last 29 years sorting making new and binning rubbish friends and I think I have the correct mix now. I like having fewer but better quality and I can tell you, my friends now are the best in the world. I know that none of them actually read this blog, in fact, I'm pretty sure that no-one reads this blog apart from maybe some randoms that have stumbled upon it via google or bing-hello by the way. But I want to say here; Thanks for taking the photo Mirry and bringing the cake and thanks to everyone else who showed their face, even if it was just for a short time.
Monday, 18 January 2010
Today I have had to put on 'smart shoes' office attire if you will because the snow has now melted and I have no reason to remain in my comfy cosy walking boots.
I found a pair of shoes/ankle boots that were everyday wear when I was at uni I could run for buses in them, walk all day and not feel a thing. I put them on when I got to work this morning and they don't fit any more!! I didn't realise that when the rest of you body stops growing that you feet continue at an achingly slow pace so that perfectly comfortable shoes become 'killer heels.'
Why do women put themselves through this? Oh, to make their legs and bum look nice, I remember!
On the plus side at least I have my walking boots to go home in.
I found a pair of shoes/ankle boots that were everyday wear when I was at uni I could run for buses in them, walk all day and not feel a thing. I put them on when I got to work this morning and they don't fit any more!! I didn't realise that when the rest of you body stops growing that you feet continue at an achingly slow pace so that perfectly comfortable shoes become 'killer heels.'
Why do women put themselves through this? Oh, to make their legs and bum look nice, I remember!
On the plus side at least I have my walking boots to go home in.
Thursday, 7 January 2010
A little piece of wonderment
Mark and I went out with my best friend and his wife night before last, we had Thai food and watched a film that I really wanted to see. It was nice, not too expensive and it's always good to catch up with my favourite couple. But before hand I was an absolute nightmare, I don't know how Mark handles it, I don't know how I handle it. I became so anxious, I didn't want to go because it would be a rush and not actually that enjoyable, also it would mean spending money and we're trying to save on top of this I decided that the food was shit and the film would be rubbish-basically I was making things up so as to justify the way I was feeling. I just don't understand. I was about to do something socially, with friends and it was a film I'd said that I would like to see. the strop was so unnecessary!
Mark was exasperated he simply said that he didn't mind and if I wanted to stay home we could stay home, but if I wanted to go he was happy with that too. I felt like I was being backed into a corner and given no options-we'd said we'd go so we had to go, because I felt we had to go I no longer wanted to go. I'm even antagonistic toward the plans that I've made!
We left, I said that we couldn't let them down. I stamped my feet and made whiny desperate little noises on the walk there, Mark said that if I didn't want to go we could still go home and if I decided not to then we wouldn't have to go to the film. So he's leaving it all up to me, I know that's because he can see I'm having an anxiety attack and need to be calmed-he obviously thinks that by giving the decision to me it will subdue the rising panic. It doesn't it just adds to it because now I'm under pressure, I know that he wants to go and that I'll ruin his plans if I back out now. Suck it up, just suck it up and go with it Jade. We get to the pub, Alfie spots us through the window and sends us a big grin. I feel a bit better. The food was OK, but I did choose the wrong meal, I'd had enough of decisions by then and the waiter came over to our table too soon-mind you, if she'd left us for an hour or more I'd have still been deciding so I just looked for something that had spring onions and had that. Well half.
Got to the cinema and my head started again, Mark had given me the option of going home now if I'd wanted. Shit, a choice. That means another decision has to be made. I'm a fucking nervous wreck! Edy sees I'm looking peaky asks if I'm OK so I do something I don't usually do, I told her I'm having a minor panic because I'm not sure what I want she put her arm over my shoulders and just said "don't be silly Jade, we're going in we're going to watch the film and it'll be fun" I believed her (it helps that she has the cutest accent in the world) and we went in and the film was good. Mark and Wes sat in the cheap seats whereas Alfie, Edy and I snuck into the VIP seats and so where comfortable and had the film in our eye line.
When the credits began to roll we packed up and shipped off out of the darkness, in the lobby the walls are all windows and we were greeted with the sight of snow falling around the Christmas tree that was still in the middle of the Angel centre. Truly magical. So the food wasn't great and the film was alright but nothing special but this part of the evening made it all worth while. I was there with people that I hold in the highest regard and saw one of the prettiest and most Christmassy things I've ever seen. I do believe it was real magic. I think it might have a gone a little way to repairing Christmas.
Mark was exasperated he simply said that he didn't mind and if I wanted to stay home we could stay home, but if I wanted to go he was happy with that too. I felt like I was being backed into a corner and given no options-we'd said we'd go so we had to go, because I felt we had to go I no longer wanted to go. I'm even antagonistic toward the plans that I've made!
We left, I said that we couldn't let them down. I stamped my feet and made whiny desperate little noises on the walk there, Mark said that if I didn't want to go we could still go home and if I decided not to then we wouldn't have to go to the film. So he's leaving it all up to me, I know that's because he can see I'm having an anxiety attack and need to be calmed-he obviously thinks that by giving the decision to me it will subdue the rising panic. It doesn't it just adds to it because now I'm under pressure, I know that he wants to go and that I'll ruin his plans if I back out now. Suck it up, just suck it up and go with it Jade. We get to the pub, Alfie spots us through the window and sends us a big grin. I feel a bit better. The food was OK, but I did choose the wrong meal, I'd had enough of decisions by then and the waiter came over to our table too soon-mind you, if she'd left us for an hour or more I'd have still been deciding so I just looked for something that had spring onions and had that. Well half.
Got to the cinema and my head started again, Mark had given me the option of going home now if I'd wanted. Shit, a choice. That means another decision has to be made. I'm a fucking nervous wreck! Edy sees I'm looking peaky asks if I'm OK so I do something I don't usually do, I told her I'm having a minor panic because I'm not sure what I want she put her arm over my shoulders and just said "don't be silly Jade, we're going in we're going to watch the film and it'll be fun" I believed her (it helps that she has the cutest accent in the world) and we went in and the film was good. Mark and Wes sat in the cheap seats whereas Alfie, Edy and I snuck into the VIP seats and so where comfortable and had the film in our eye line.
When the credits began to roll we packed up and shipped off out of the darkness, in the lobby the walls are all windows and we were greeted with the sight of snow falling around the Christmas tree that was still in the middle of the Angel centre. Truly magical. So the food wasn't great and the film was alright but nothing special but this part of the evening made it all worth while. I was there with people that I hold in the highest regard and saw one of the prettiest and most Christmassy things I've ever seen. I do believe it was real magic. I think it might have a gone a little way to repairing Christmas.
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