Hmm...
... I'm not really sure what to post as my title today, so I'll just leave it as a contemplation.
Working in the City has been quite fun, I work with a brilliant group of people who are actively pushing for me to become permanent. I've decided that along with that, investments are my true calling. This has been confirmed by numerous people, along with my inner self as well as my Careers Advisor. Reasons are too lengthy to go into, but all make sense. However, there is great uncertainty over the possibility that this will definitely happen, so while being reduced to uncertainty and trying to find another full time role that will lead into a career, it has been rather stressful.
On top of that, my posts have been rather irregular of late. Similar to bowels, this happens when there is a lot of sh*t that are blocking up the intestines of life. One of these sh*tty things is the constant battle with my bank that charges me an absolute fortune to maintain my account just above the overdraft level. At the moment while I'm still temping, it is proving to be enormously difficult to plan and budget accordingly, as you're never sure what your weekly income would be as things like food poisoning and Bank Holidays factor in, but sick pay is non-existant and holiday pay is erratic.
Anyway, apart from that, I've had little other niggly sh*tty bits in my life. Trying to cope with OH being away is not proving easy. Well, when I say not easy I mean that there is very little regulation of time in my life. As a result, I have been going out with friends and drinking until the wee hours of the morning which is neither good for my health or my bank balance. Along these lines (ironically) I have basically not been having regular evening meals and while I've lost some (much unneeded) weight, it has not been of the healthy route.
Along with that, bed hopping, or rather sofa hopping has been quite tiring. Previous post on cat-sitting only hinted at the frustration of the cat shitting everywhere, thereby adding to the self perceived shite in my life. From my friend's place, to my sofa, where I was camping for acouple of days while my sisters are over to my uncle's sofa, where I've been kipping over the last 2 nights to keep my sisters company. Tonight, I will return to my lovely bed where I will be able to roll around in gay abandon and sleep loads.
Having mentioned my sisters, they arrived on Saturday morning on the red-eye. Since then we've all had red eyes, a combination of late nights, long walks and wine wine wine. It's been great seeing them, but tonight we're due to go out for dinner and it's not even scheduled until 9pm, for which I may cancel and go later.
Oh, I forgot to mention. I have now been smoke-free for 9 days now. Gay German Flatmate and I went on a cigarette break last Monday, and literally, we've stopped. Gay German has been having nicotine replacement therapy, with lots of patches plastered over him, and I've gone cold turkey.
Very very difficult.
On the upside, I think I'm saving money and with the amount I save, I'm going to buy myself a nice new Man Bag.
And feel like a New Man at the same time.
Working in the City has been quite fun, I work with a brilliant group of people who are actively pushing for me to become permanent. I've decided that along with that, investments are my true calling. This has been confirmed by numerous people, along with my inner self as well as my Careers Advisor. Reasons are too lengthy to go into, but all make sense. However, there is great uncertainty over the possibility that this will definitely happen, so while being reduced to uncertainty and trying to find another full time role that will lead into a career, it has been rather stressful.
On top of that, my posts have been rather irregular of late. Similar to bowels, this happens when there is a lot of sh*t that are blocking up the intestines of life. One of these sh*tty things is the constant battle with my bank that charges me an absolute fortune to maintain my account just above the overdraft level. At the moment while I'm still temping, it is proving to be enormously difficult to plan and budget accordingly, as you're never sure what your weekly income would be as things like food poisoning and Bank Holidays factor in, but sick pay is non-existant and holiday pay is erratic.
Anyway, apart from that, I've had little other niggly sh*tty bits in my life. Trying to cope with OH being away is not proving easy. Well, when I say not easy I mean that there is very little regulation of time in my life. As a result, I have been going out with friends and drinking until the wee hours of the morning which is neither good for my health or my bank balance. Along these lines (ironically) I have basically not been having regular evening meals and while I've lost some (much unneeded) weight, it has not been of the healthy route.
Along with that, bed hopping, or rather sofa hopping has been quite tiring. Previous post on cat-sitting only hinted at the frustration of the cat shitting everywhere, thereby adding to the self perceived shite in my life. From my friend's place, to my sofa, where I was camping for acouple of days while my sisters are over to my uncle's sofa, where I've been kipping over the last 2 nights to keep my sisters company. Tonight, I will return to my lovely bed where I will be able to roll around in gay abandon and sleep loads.
Having mentioned my sisters, they arrived on Saturday morning on the red-eye. Since then we've all had red eyes, a combination of late nights, long walks and wine wine wine. It's been great seeing them, but tonight we're due to go out for dinner and it's not even scheduled until 9pm, for which I may cancel and go later.
Oh, I forgot to mention. I have now been smoke-free for 9 days now. Gay German Flatmate and I went on a cigarette break last Monday, and literally, we've stopped. Gay German has been having nicotine replacement therapy, with lots of patches plastered over him, and I've gone cold turkey.
Very very difficult.
On the upside, I think I'm saving money and with the amount I save, I'm going to buy myself a nice new Man Bag.
And feel like a New Man at the same time.
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