vicks6
HELLO!!!
I just thought that I'd say that for no real reason.
It's one of my favourite days of the month today; pay day. I always like the sensation that I have money for a change. But I was thinking yesterday that I really don't know why I'm always so skint. I earn enough, and more than a lot of people I know. So why do I never have any money? And don't suggest it's because I spend it all. Because I don't. Right?
Grrrrrrrrr
I am, without doubt, in the middle of the most mind-bogglingly borning cut and paste/slash and hack job in the world. I really, really, really hate taking documents and putting them into different formats.
Just thought I'd share.
And even posting at the weekend...
I nearly put "on the weekend" in the title, but then remembered, just in time, that I am not American. I have heard enough of vacations and movies; if you are English, the words are holidays and films (or pictures, depending on the context). Lecture over!
Valentine's Day nearly come and gone, with little impact, other than the shops will now be able to market their Easter selection with more force. Actually our local
Tesco has had Easter eggs out since the Christmas selection sale finished. And as for hot cross buns, I think that they are now a round the year comestible. Oh, for the days of true seasonal goods, including vegetables in season, rather than simply flown in from far flung parts of the world.
Anyway, hubby (and I nearly typed "hussy"!) are just about to go out for a meal, so I shall probably post tomorrow.
But I must point out that the spelling of "horrid" was wrong in yesterday's post, but I rather like hirrod as a word, and it does describe the shade of green rather nicely!
Aaargh
My comments are messed up already. I think I have put them in the wrong place, but when I tried to change it, it changed the text box a hirrod shade of green. Any suggestions gratefully received...
The guilt, the guilt
I am not very well today. I have a horrid cold that refuses to come out of my nose, thus causing quite a lot of discomfort, and not enabling me to sleep, So I'm not at work, and slept until 11 this morning.
But I always feel really bad when I don't go into work, and I think everyone will think I'm a right slacker. I guess that says more about me that it does about anyone else.
Anyway, I'm back to bed to finish
Time Out and drink lots of water.
I hope to be better tomorrow...
Here be witters
I note that
hubby has done some updating with regard to new computers and Sky+. If you read his blog too, just to warn you, you've get none of that new fangled computer-y malarky here.
I don't understand a word of it, for a start. Shockingly, I don't even know how to set our video. I expect I could learn if I really, really wanted to. But I find I don't. And the programmes probably aren't that interesting anyway...
I have comments
Well, I don't have comments yet, but if you leave me comments, then I will have, and that would be spiffy.
Unless you are a rude, horrid person. In which case, please don't leave any comments at all, because there's
just no need now is there?
And I hope you've noticed
The copious amount of links in the last post. I am getting there!
There are two ways forward...
I think either I have to actually blog once in a while, or simply forget about this, and leave it to languish, and pick up cyber-dust. If there's such a thing. It sounds very disruptive. I am full of admiration for those who manage to blog every day. And say interesting things. Obviously, I'm less full of admiration for those who blog every day and are less than scintillating.
But anyway, news from chez vicks6: I have stared in my new team, and having the familiar feelings of not quite knowing what it's all about, coupled with considerable fears that I shall never be able to do it all. I suspect given a year, I'll be fine, and since nearly two months of that has gone already (I think a month has nearly gone when it's in double figures, before anyone points out that we're not even in the middle of February; yes,
hubby, I am thinking of you!) not long to go!
I did not like
Jacob's Room at all, but since no-one else did either, that was not much of a problem! The next book was
Going to Meet the Man by James Baldwin. Which was stunning, and everyone loved. Go and read it. Go. Now. Don't read any more of this rubbish, go and read James Baldwin.
I think I may also have got myself into
NaNoWriMo for next year, by dint of mentioning it to the wrong person at the wrong time. Or perhaps, since I need to stimulus to do anything of that nature, the right person at the right time. I should get in the habit of writing every day, so hopefully, if anyone reads this blog, there should be a little more of it in the future.
I am working from home today, but I am dividing the time between working, and feeling unwell, so I think I may go and have a cup of tea now, and not be very well.
Oh, and another book recommendation:
Join Me by Danny Wallace. He started a cult without knowing it...
