Dan & Ness

OK, wow, being a lazy blogger again…. So 3 1/2 weeks ago I had my last day at my volunteer job. Unfortunately it just wasn’t working out for me, and to be honest I have never worked with a bunch of more insane people. The things that went on, and the batshit crazy people I dealt with, I swear I couldn’t make half the stuff up. I did make a few normal friends though, but apart from that no regrets!

Thankfully I actually had a job to go to – an actual real paying job (only a few weeks after getting my ssn!). However it really wasn’t (isn’t) far to go to. No getting up super early, no commuting, no working on anyone else’s schedule. I have been working from home. Doing work for a company that, as some of you may know, Dan and I both used to work for. And hey, it’s not the most exciting work in the world, but I get to work when I want, wearing whatever I want, delaing with anything that needs to be done at home, and I actually get checks with my name on it!   So it is okay for now, and we shall see what happens.

Wowee. Second day at new job. So much to learn and comprehend. Tiring and exhausting but also interesting and fantastic to get my mind working again. I have 8 classes to give over two days in a few weeks and I am not even nervous (yet).  Such a beautiful campus to be working at too and the staff have been very welcoming. I would like more sleep though.

Dan is in Jakarta this week. I am demanding he be home for at least 2 months this time…

Dad had his operation yesterday – mum and I went to visit him. I really really dislike hospitals. Apparently not all of the cancer/lump(?) could be removed with laser so he has to go back in a month for another go. He may also end up needing to have radiation if it is still not completely removed.

Oliver refuses to send me email. He is so self-centred.

I dislike my dentist. I am supposed to see him next week but am going to try to see him earlier. If he doesn’t impress me I am going to unleash the rage.

exhausting week. more drinking with the canuck and more feeling like crap. i’m sure they are not related. he gone now.

thursday i had my last day at job.  happy but also sad. did some good things and made some nice friends in the past 2 years. more people wrote more nice things about me in cards and emails. 2 pieces of advice i love: 1) life is not meant to be read in a book; 2) do it, delegate it or ditch it. went out for dinner with some of my work crew and ate way too much of course.

friday went to the inaugural wa library unconference. met up with my now former workmates and got to meet some new ones. was a fun day, the organisers did a great job. lotta stuff i felt i know or am already doing but good to see what other libraries and colleagues are doing. and good to meet new people. went for a drink afterwards and said a last goodbye to my (ex)boss who i affectionately refer to as mum (i have several of these). friday night was a write-off but i think i managed to get almost 12 hours sleep.

so, so much for me writing here more often. i really am going to make an effort though. from now ;P

my husband has left the country again this morning. we all miss him when he is gone. aww. just remember to bring home gifts dear.

so my official exciting news is that I have a new job – as a librarian at a university. I am excited, if a little nervous. Have been chatting to another librarian who is starting fulltime there when I am (he already works there parttime) and he has nice things to say about the people and the place, and I may even be slightly excited to be in the profession again! As some will know, I have spent the past 2 years feeling less and less excited about being a librarian due to the culture and attitude of my current workplace, and the challenges of my position, of which I am very happy to be leaving!! Don’t get me wrong, there are some great things about the place, namely the ‘workers’ who band together to get the job done and keep each other going. However in all my years working (not huge) and in all the jobs I have had (pretty huge) this workplace has had the most pathetic excuse of upper management i have ever experienced. But life goes on, and I have 3 weeks left – with approx 9 1/2 working days left! Also having a week off before starting new job.

Yesterday we had a library meeting/get together which was my last and my manager’s last (as our manager anyway). It was a good meeting (got to finally see a demo of SL firsthand – thanks Maeve) but was a little sad. Especially when we gave Jen her farewell card/gift/flowers and she was overcome with some emotion. Sad to see, but I know things will work out great for her. Got to meet her hubby later on at the pub too. I also got given a gift/card and people wrote some very nice things about me.

The bummer of the day was getting a migraine. Thankfully it was at a time when I could sneak off and sit in a dark corner for half and hour, but it really put a downer on my day. The migraines have been happening more than my liking at the moment. Maybe they will die down for abit now that I am leaving work. I hope so.

In other news, had dinner with Tif a few nights ago. We went to Cinnamon Club and the food was yummers. But as usual I overate and felt ill. Why must I love food so much? WHY!?!?! My current cravings are: crumpet toast, romano cheese (I often eat it out of the packet, is this wrong?) and the kit-kat blocks. Mmmmm….

Oh, and Rosso has made a full recovery now, thankfully.

And I have set up delicious! I am also adding to my list:
- public speaking course
- convert 100% to firefox
- take more photos
- do more scrapbooking
- finish that damn couch-to-5km program!!!!

This has been a tough week for me (V)!

Aside from the work dramas, ie the inability of my workplace to treat anyone with decency and respect combined with the fact that I am barely coping with things, Dan has been in PNG living it up (well maybe I exaggerate, I think he actually works 12 hr days but that’s besides the point).

However the toughest part of the week began on Wednesday when I got home from work to discover my darling dogs had tore into each other. They were a disgrace and didn’t seem to have major damage so mum and I cleaned them up. On Thursday Merrick seemed fairly fine (apart from a limp which he pulled out when he wanted some sympathy) however I knew something was up with Rosso as he wouldn’t let me near his ears and they smelt very very bad and festy. So I took Rosso to the vet and explained he had been in a fight and maybe his ears were sore. The vet took a look and with a horrified expression said his ears were badly infected and would have been for the last 3-4 weeks. Not only that but the infection had spread to his neck and face. He took him off me, sedated him, flushed his ears out and I picked him up later with $500 worth of medication to give him for the next 3 weeks. I had no idea he had an ear infection and felt so upset. The poor bugger is not himself, is very troubled by his ears, not eating much and not doing much at all. It is quite a task giving him pills, ear drops and washing his skin twice a day.