Friday 4 March 2011

There is a time for everything...

...and a season for every purpose under Heaven (Ecclesiastes 3:1) and I'm certainly finding that to be the case at the moment.

Allow me to illuminate your mind...

First of all to the topic that is occupying many minds all across the world: Disney applications and Disney departure dates and Disney adventures!

Applications closed like 4 days ago and so I randomly - and without any cause - have been having mini anxiety-panicky moments about how it will go. Silly girl. More and more people have popped up on the WDWIP forum saying that they applied, so they've been welcomed to the family. Only six weeks until we're meant to have heard from Yummy and we will ALL hear from Yummy, cos we've been assured they'll respond to everyone.

Not sure I'll be wanting to open that particular e-mail when the times comes. My method of opening tough emails, and believe me Yummy Jobs have sent me a few in their time, is this:
Obviously I'm in my inbox...and I see an email from YJ. This is what happens:

1. A pain in my chest as my heart leaps in to my mouth. A sense of panic grips me and because I'm a big, grown-up, mature person, I open other tab and go on Facebook!

2. BUT WAIT! Oh no! Someone on Facebook may have something on their profile that gives the game away, or may make me feel worse. Can't go to WDWIP for similar reasons. Damn.

3. I can't escape it, I know its there. Depending on how big, grown-up and mature I'm feeling I may keep flicking back and forth to hotmail and just staring at the unopened message whilst trying to guess fro the subject line what it could say...

4. Finally, I click on the email. It opens, revealing - pretty much - my future. However I don't see this, as I've covered my eyes with my hands. After a while I sneak a peek, woss out, sneek another peek and eventually I give in and read it.

Dun dun derrrr

Other things I'm having to wait patiently for are my allocation from adoptasquaddie.co.uk where I signed up on 25th February. Incredibly, the lady who alloates squaddies to adoptees, has a broken computer until at least 10th March - a whole week longer to wait for something I thoght would have been sorted out last week!

In the meantime, I've been buying some items to put in the boxes to send to my adopted soldier when I eventually get their details. These include: powdered drinks (coffee, hot chocolate and soup), just-add-water snacks (pot noodle etc), sweets (Haribo, jelly babies, mini marshmallows, chewing gum etc), rice cakes, games & puzzle books, toiletaries & pharmecueticals (roll on deodorant, foot powder, insect repellant, bite relief, paracedamol and lip balm etc) and other items of usefulness: socks, fan, condiment sachets and whatever else I think of at the time!

I'm also - and this is really weird when you consider that its the weekend and I'm knackered - quite looking forward to getting back in to the office on Monday morning. We've been given the task of completely rearranging the entire filing system of the whole company: currently based over 4 floors and with at least 10 filing cabinets!
My need to micromanage has really come in to its own during this project and so when I lay in bed at night and randomly throughout the day filing-related tasks come in to my mind. This may just mean I'm enjoying myself!

This Sunday at Argos is our first without our Sunday premium: a difference of £17.85 per week. Its enough to make anyone want to resign. All we have to do is wait until June and we'll get a nice compensation payment! Come ooonnn June....

What else?

OH YEAH! Pancake Day on Tuesday, man am I gonna have fun - home alone - in the kitchen and in charge of the frying pan! To say that I'm one greedy lil person when it comes to pancakes is NOT an understatement!

Lastly, special mention to Charlotte, my Momentum buddy, with whom I'm getting on better and better. Each week one of us sends the other one a message and we then have a great time to take it in, re-read it and be amazed once again at how similar we are! Its been really wonderful time.

Lovage.

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