Tag Archives: Work
Laugh Kookaburra Laugh
I stayed at Mumsy’s house last night, which is always an adventure in itself. Last night I had music practice which is just around the corner from where I used to live with Sister Dear. Since Sister Dear decided to … Continue reading
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Tagged dream, Family, kookaburra, laugh, life, moving out, Mumsy, pranks, school, siblings, teenager, Work
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How’s that for Spontaneity?
I am caught somewhere between euphoria and blind panic. Once again Clare has jumped out of the frying pan and straight into the fire. Lets just hope that this time I don’t get burnt. I resigned yesterday. After working for … Continue reading
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Tagged Change, haircut, katie holmes, life, life experience, Mum, Mumsy, new job, quitting, realise, receptionist, resigning, Work
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IDEAS!!! I NEED IDEAS!!!!
Righto Dear Readers, I am in need of your brains. I’ve been taking The Idiot’s advice and have gotten this procrastination thing down to an art form; which has left me in a bit of a pickle. This Thursday I … Continue reading
Furnishing Fury
If all my career aspirations come to naught, I can rest easy in the knowledge that I would make a jim dandy furniture removalist. Sister Dear’s Husband is about to start a new chapter in his career, which involves them relocating … Continue reading
Posted in Life
Tagged brother, brother-in-law, Family, furniture, housemate, Marley, moving house, moving out, siblings, Stairs, Work
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Not Happy Jan
It is Friday morning and the last thing I want to do is drag myself to work. After a less-than-fabulous day yesterday, all I want to do is curl up in a ball and lick my wounds but retirement is … Continue reading
It’s ALIVE!!
I am not a happy camper today dear readers. If you are looking for sympathy, an attentive ear or someone who gives a flying fudge stick, I suggest you don’t come looking for any of those things from me today. … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Super Aunt
Tagged Chubbling, dream, Family, God, life, Nephews, Rhyno, sleep, sleep deprived, Work
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Another day at the office
Tap tap tap, the pencil begins to leave mark of its passage on the desk where I sit. Looking up at the clock, the hands seemed not to have moved in the hours I’ve felt to be sitting here. Choking, … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Writing, Dreaming
Tagged creative writing, receptionist, tea, Work
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Ode to footwear of old
Today it seems I have finally slipped into the abyss of old age. That dark place where your jeans are held up by elastic, your hair by plastic combs, your gums by dentures and your breasts don’t stay up at … Continue reading
Land of Make Believe
“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. … Continue reading
Posted in Dreaming
Tagged cowboys and indians, dream, make-believe, Neil Gaiman, Peter Pan, pretend, quote, school, siblings, Work
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