Archive for September, 2008

Feeling neglected?

September 23, 2008

Sorry ’bout that.  I’ve been shamefully lazy about writing for the last week or so, there’s no excuse for it really. 

So, what have I been up to?  Last Tuesday was my baby brother’s 30th birthday.  Thursday was Mum’s birthday.  Saturday was a nephew’s birthday and also baby brother’s party.  Which was fun!  Lots of kids, old-style party food and even a bouncy castle.  Which my sister-in-law managed to get photos of me on.  And has posted on facebook.  Hoorah!

Friday night we went out for another birthday, one of our friends.  Just drinks at a nearly-local pub, not even a late one cause of A’s early start on Saturday.  But it was nice to see people. 

Again with the socialising – I almost don’t recognise myself these days!

On Monday I went to the hospital, to see yet another consultant.  This one was a hard-faced cow, to quote A, really horrible.  She had no sympathy and questioned why I wanted a referral to the pain clinic.  She even suggested I try Nurofen!  I’m doped up on codeine most of the time, still in pain, but no – what I need is nurofen!  Stupid woman.  I have been taken off the hormone tablets that were making me feel so bad…and put on some different hormone tablets.  If these don’t work then they are pretty much out of options and I may end up with a hysterectomy.  I can’t keep living like this, I really hope they do something soon.

Knitting news:  I’ve started and re-started the same sock about 6 times so far, so socks are hibernating for a while.  As is the net curtain I got thoroughly bored of.  I’m making something for my step-dad’s birthday now, but it’s a surprise so ssshhh! 

What else?  Oh yes, looks like my dad is having an affair with the 21 year old daughter of a friend of his.  His wife is threatening divorce, which might not be a bad thing as she’s a mean old drunk who treats him so badly. 

The laptop I treated myself to is lovely…taking up a lot of my time though…damn addictive games 😉

So, I think that’s it for now, back to work.  More soon!


Got a new toy

September 17, 2008

I did a bad thing at the weekend.  Bad for my finances that is.  I ordered a new laptop from Dell.  Astonishingly, it arrived today and I’m using it now! 

Last time I ordered a laptop from Dell (nearly 5 years ago), it took an agonising three weeks or so to arrive.  That was three weeks of excitement, frustration, anticipation and worry (what if it gets delayed?). 

This time, I ordered on Sunday evening, received it Wednesday afternoon.  I could have had it this morning, if I’d been here to sign for it, but I had to work.  Damn work, getting in the way all the time. 

By itself, buying a laptop isn’t that bad.  But of course we didn’t stop there.  We also ordered a netbook for A.  That arrived on Tuesday afternoon.  It’s a dinky little thing, tiny compared to the laptop, and it’s specifically set up for browsing the internet but not a lot more.  It has a Linux operating system instead of Windows, something I’ve never used before.  It’s neat though, and A is happy with it. 

Sadly of course, until the novelty wears off, we’re both spending the evening on our separate machines, doing our own thing.  I give it a few days until we get over that, but until then, at least we are in the same room!

Not enough sleep

September 13, 2008

I think I’ve worked out what one of my problems is, the one where I can’t get out of bed in the morning without massive effort.  The tablets I’m taking (hormones and painkillers) are giving me nightmares.  Constant, freakish nightmares, from when I go to sleep to when I drag myself out of bed. 

I woke up frightened 5 minutes after falling asleep the other night.  I wake up sweating and shaking repeatedly throughout the night.  It doesn’t seem to make a difference how tired I am or what and when I’ve eaten.  

I wouldn’t have made this connection, but my Mum saw the Doctor-man last week and he told her one of her tablets is causing this to happen to her.  Too much dreaming leads to not enough restful sleep.  Painfully though, it’s not something I can fix as I can’t live without the painkillers and I can’t stop the hormones without the consultant’s say-so.  So for now I just have to get by.  Hoorah! 

In other news, I’ve lost the knitting obsession.  For now, anyway.  I’m sure it’ll come back, as all my compulsions do sooner or later.  I’m still knitting a bit at the end of the evening, but it’s not the gripping need it was for a while.  At one point I would rather knit than sleep, eat, work, walk, even read. 

Oddly, my current fascination is for work.  I know!  Weird! 

I’m developing a reporting system and process using a stats tool to extract data from our massive datasets and Access to process the data and produce suites of reports. 

I know I shouldn’t say this, because no-one else in the world would agree, but I like Access.  It has its quirks and problems.  But I like it.  I’m bitten by the report development bug again, which I haven’t been for some time. 

It’s years since I truly developed using Access and I couldn’t stop yesterday.  I worked all morning, stopped for 10 minutes to eat lunch, worked solidly all afternoon and kept going until gone 7pm.  That is not usual for me, especially on a Friday.  Don’t get me wrong, I usually work all day, but interspersed with breaks for coffee, food, chatting, interruptions by the phone and colleagues, the usual distractions.  Yesterday I had to remind myself to stop to use the toilet as I had simply crossed my legs to hold it for longer rather than stop what I was doing. 

So, what does the weekend hold?  I’ve already done the housework and started the washing.  I’ve cleaned out the rabbit.  I’ve done everything I wanted to do online (once I’ve finished this).  A will be home from work soon, we’ll have lunch, then probably go back to bed for a couple of hours to prepare for the rest of the day.

Then…late afternoon…an event not seen for months…our nieces are coming round for dinner.  We’ve hardly seen the girls in months, although for years they used to stay over on Saturday night, about every 3 weeks.  Morgan is now 10 and Madison is 5, nearly 6.  They are so lovely, when they want to be, but hard work.  While I’m on the painkillers I struggle to keep up with them, which is why we haven’t made the effort for a while, but I kind of miss them.  I spoke to them on the phone last weekend, and felt really bad.  They aren’t that difficult and they usually behave well for us.  We’re treating them to pizza, it’s easier than cooking and A just got paid. 

It’ll be nice to see them.  

This evening, when they’ve gone home, we’ll probably just chill.  Take a night off. 

Tomorrow…nothing planned.  Which is good 🙂

Please don’t put your life in the hands…

September 10, 2008

…of a rock n roll band…who’ll throw it all away. 

I’m listening to forbidden music today.  It’s not really forbidden, I’m just picking out those few bands that A just cannot stand.  He has been going through a retro rock thing lately, so we’ve heard a lot of Iron Maiden, AC/DC, Metallica, you get the picture.  I’m not so keen on most of those, although I don’t mind a bit of Metallica. 

Sadly my rock roots are a bit cheesier, and I don’t feel much compulsion to re-visit them (Def Leppard, Extreme, best left alone).  I have dug out one or two pop classics though, in particular Stars by Simply Red, which is definitely on A’s ‘not when I’m at home’ list.  I love love love that particular Simply Red album, especially the title track.  I listened to it repeatedly as a teenager and so much wanted someone to feel that way about me.  The album was a birthday present from my friends, and it was a very expensive gift from them, at the time.  I really valued it and it has so many good vibes now. 

I’m also on an Oasis trip.  Another band on the NWIAH list.  Yet every album is a classic.  I love their stuff, and I don’t care that they are allegedly just a money-machine.  Who cares?  It still sounds good!  And lets face it, what band doesn’t want the money?!  Again, lots of memories attached to Oasis albums, especially the first two.  Like the time when I was living in Iain’s house in Liverpool, and we’d had a big row about something.  I can’t even remember what.  I was on my way to St Helen’s to visit Janey, my best friend, and Iain insisted on walking me to the station even though we weren’t talking.  While we were at the station we somehow started singing ‘Some Might Say’ and ended up laughing and making up our differences.  “I’ll be standing at the station…”.

There are loads of Oasis related stories.  Another is about our friend John McGee who started a game to include his name in every Oasis song…’Maybe you’re the same as me, getting p*ssed with John McGee?’…we kept that going for months. 

I have a NWIAH as well.  Only mine is a bit shorter…just Bob Dylan.  I cannot listen to him, he drives me mad.  I’ve seen him live at Glastonbury and wasn’t impressed then either.  Of course A loves him. 

Generally though, we’re pretty tolerant of each other’s tastes and have a lot in common musically.  Lucky really.

Another week over

September 5, 2008

At last, Friday rolls back around and work is done with for the week.  I made it in to the office for 4 mornings out of 5 this week, which is good going compared to recent history.  This morning I had pre-arranged I would work at home, so I had no guilt trip about staying in bed until 9am as I could begin work as soon as I stumbled downstairs and switched the laptop on. 

The lovely Alana nd Kat are back from their honeymoon, looking relaxed and happy.  We went out to a local pub last night, to meet up with them and a few others.  On a school night!  It was good to see them.  Somehow I ended up totally hogging Kat’s attention, and we set the world to rights between us, without paying anyone else any attention really.  Which was rude, but what you gonna do?

We’ve ended up with another ‘nothing planned’ weekend, so I suspect there will be lots of facebook, knitting, reading and (weather allowing) walking.  The weather has been truly awful over the last few weeks, lots of rain, so getting out for a good long walk is risky.  The temperature has really dropped too, it’s definitely now autumn and it’s only the first week of September!  Our October holiday should be interesting. 

There’s no knitting news for now, been slacking off a bit for the last few days, but I really must finish those baby socks for Thomas. 

Anyway, I’m off to cook dinner now – whoever gets off their lazy arse and starts cooking first gets to choose what we have.  The starting ingredient is minced beef, and while I’d prefer chilli, A will cook savoury mince.  Although…inspiration strikes…we could each cook our own!

Where’ve I been?!

September 3, 2008

It feels like I haven’t written anything for ages.  I suppose it has been a few days.  So, what have I been up to? 

I’ve been to Bristol for a team meeting, nothing interesting to tell there. 

I’ve been to see the doctor-man.  Now that is a bit more interesting.  He has referred me back to the hospital again, but using the new choose and book system where I phone through for an appointment…and I already have an appointment sorted!  It’s only 3 weeks away!  Goodness only knows who I’ll see and what they’ll try to do next.  The doctor-man did seem to agree that I’m heading towards a hysterectomy, but wasn’t convinced that the hospital would agree.  But he’s referred me as urgent, making the point that this is now seriously affecting my life and causing me to take time off work.  Fingers crossed for a good consultant at the hospital.  I might not mind the range of treatment they throw at me if they would at least listen to what I have to say, and answer my questions.  I want more info than ‘next you will take these pills, see your GP’. 

So, that whinge over, what other news?  Actually I can’t think of much…tum-te-tum…what have we been doing?

Oh yes, at the weekend we got out and walked plenty.  We headed in the direction of the nature reserve that stretches between Kingsdown and Stanton House, and explored there a bit.  At first observation?  Looks huge, we’ll be back! 

On the way we called in to see A’s mum.  She has agreed to come out with us for Christmas dinner on Christmas day – the invite was genuine, but we were mighty surprised that she said yes.  Usually Mar spends her Christmas day with A’s sister and her family, or A’s brother and his family.  It makes sense as they both have children.  We will of course extend the invite to all of these people, and a few of my family too, but I doubt if many will say yes.  Now we just have to book it before it’s completely booked up. 

Oh good, it’s just started raining yet again, I’m glad I didn’t put that washing out on the line. 

Anyway, I’m off to find my lunch.  Laters!