Elizabeth June 9th, 2008
I had grand plans for the Queens Birthday long weekend. I was going to check out the Camberwell Markets, spend some time on Chapel St, clean up the house for next week’s inspection, job hunt and blog a whole lot.
Instead I spent the entire weekend on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and drowning in my own snot. Aren’t you glad I spared you detailed blog posts this weekend?
Last Thursday night I felt like I was coming down with something, but pushed myself to go to the gym anyway. I was greeted by the Personal Trainer from Hell, but left there feeling so good that I actually ran home from the tram! I was pretty sure that I was going to feel a bit stuffy for a day or two afterwards, but didn’t expect that it would develop into a full head cold.
I only managed to make it through half a day at work on Friday before waving the white flag and going home.
Since then the weekend has just been a blur of cold & flu tablets, 4-hour “naps”, bad daytime movies and ginger tea. I can tell that I will walk into the office tomorrow morning feeling like I never left, and I feel completely ripped off. At least this will just be a short week.
Last week was notable in a number of ways. Firstly, I have made the decision to leave my current job, but to do it slowly and wait until the right thing comes along. It’s amazing how much easier it is to get out of bed in the morning having made that decision, even though I don’t know exactly when I’ll resign. To say that I was feeling “trapped” is an understatement, so it’s nice to feel in control again.
I’ve discovered that I am not capable of pointless, passionless work. I’m pretty sure that I couldn’t have done this job for much longer even if I was on double the salary - it’s just too many hours in a week going down the drain. I need to know that I am helping people, or doing something meaningful… that my effort is contributing to something that makes somebody’s world better. Or failing that, I need the time and resources to be doing something outside of my work hours that makes a difference.
My current job leaves me without time, money, meaning or passion. That makes it pretty easy to leave behind.
Justine took me to see a preview screening of Sex & The City last Wednesday night, and it was so good that I haven’t stopped thinking about it since. I’m glad that I ignored the hype and saw it without any expectations; I loved it.
Afterwards we grabbed a hot chocolate at Groove Train, and chatted about all of her wedding preparations. The girl is a wedding machine - in two weeks she has designed her ring, picked the dress, found a dressmaker, venue and a new house and set the date! She’s planning to have the first “set and forget” wedding in history, so that she can just forget about it all and turn up on the day.
Newlyweds everywhere are reading this and shaking their heads, but if anybody can do it Justine can!
She has asked me to be maid of honour at her wedding. I accepted, after a short period of negotiation in which I asked to be known as her Busty Bestie instead! (Still waiting for that t-shirt, lady…)
Despite the lack of posts here lately I have been making progress with my 101 Things in 1001 Days. The next few posts will be devoted to catching up on my list and ticking off a few more boxes!
While I catch up, leave me a comment and tell me what’s new with you! Did I miss an important post of yours during my hiatus? Tell me what’s happening in your life, even if we haven’t met yet!
