Stressed

It’s 0033 hours and I should be in bed. Thing is, I can’t sleep because of work. Well, not necessarily work but the course I am doing at work. I am extremely far behind on my studies. I am meant to get time at work to do it, but there is no time. I would try to do it at home but it is summer hols and my girl needs to see me at some point. I have three workbooks and one and a half units to finish by October! I think I need to take the whole lot into work and sort things out. If I can get it done by October then I shall be half way though the whole course and I will get a pay rise sooner rather than later. My boss wanted me to sell the course to another girl in another shop and I could only say that it is a great course as long as you have no kids or social life!

I need organising!!

Flesh and gentle

Summer has arrived and this can only mean one thing! Too much bare flesh! As I walked round town (with a full length skirt and long line vest on I hasten to add) I saw many blindingly white, scrawny men with no tops on and far too many size 18+ girls with teeny weeny skirts and crop tops on. Surely there should be a law against such things. I’m wondering if they think that by wearing ginormous jewellery we will not see their second arse and spare tyre lolloping over their far too tight skirts/shorts.

The sight of such atrocities cannot dampen my spirits though as i have found wonderous new beauty products from Hand Made Naturals. I have been suffering from quite bad skin for some time now (one of the many reasons I try not to show too much of it) and it seems that there is an ingredient in a lot of beauty products that is BAD. This ingredient is Sodium Laurel Sulphate and it is in everything, even things that claim to be gentle on the skin. So I did a search for SLS free stuff and found the afore mentioned site. I have been using the facial wash, toner and moisturiser for about 3 weeks and the skin on my face is so lovely now, no redness or soreness. But today I tried their shampoo and conditioner. I was actually quite nervous about this, because I really wanted it to work. Thing is that I have waist length hair that knots VERY easily so normally I can go through 3 times as much conditioner than shampoo. I washed my hair, not too many bubbles but apparently that’s to be expected from natural shampoo. Then I nervously put on the conditioner which is more of a lotion than a cream. I put it on little by little as suggested and I have to say that I didn’t think much of it to begin with. Then I washed it out (after 5 mins) and my fingers just ran straight through my hair!!! This has never happened before so I was seriously happy, and I didn’t use that much of it. Funny thing is that my face and hair have never actually felt so clean. None of the products smell ‘pretty’ but they do smell nice and my skin loves me for using them right now. I’m going to try the shower gel next!

search and demise

Well, I’ve just been playing with this site and I have found that you can see how people have got to your page. Apparently the general public can get to may page by entering these words into their search engine, ‘hot girls showing it all.’ Of course I had to try it and on about page 21 of the search there I was! Along with ‘hot girls pissing’, ‘hot ‘n’ horny’ and other such lovely ladies! How proud I am to be moving in such circles.

In other news, two of my longest serving possessions have passed away :( My Clairol 1200 watt hairdryer has died after 20 years of service! My daddy bought it for me for my 16th birthday. I now have a pink, £5 jobby from the shop over the road. It’s nowhere near as good if only because it has quite a short flex. Secondly (and most upsettingly) my DM’s have bitten the dust. The back seam has split, the loop to help me pull them on has come off and there is almost no tread on them. These lasted me for 17 years and you can’t buy ones like mine any more :( They are (were) purple with squared off toes! I have handed the laces down to Maisie and I am finding it hard to part with them. Would it be wrong to use them as some kind of ornament? People have urns on their fireplaces, so I can’t see why I can’t have my much loved DM’s on display…

Here hare here…

Hello!

I am still excessively busy at the moment. Still working six days a week, but there is a week off on the horizon. When my boss said he wanted me to know everything he really did mean it. I am now responsible for the wages, ordering, writing up the blue (addicts) scripts and training the locum pharmacists how to use our computer system! No extra pennies for this yet, I am sensing an increase in respect coming from him though which I like.

I am still studying, had my first tutorial on Tuesday. Generally the people were ‘normal’ but there was the one very pompous man which I suppose is to be expected seeing as we were discussing ‘the definition of art’. I’ll get him back when we get to The French Revolution!! It’s very nice having my sister doing the course too as we have had our own little study sessions and I think we are both getting more out if it because of this.

Wedding-wise I have decided that Maisie will give me away, we were practising how we would walk down the aisle on the way to school this morning. I have also chosen the dress I want to wear. I have to say that it is black but it also has turquoise in it so it will match my hair. Amazingly I have found it on ebay and they will make to measure for only £185! Still haven’t set the date yet though haha!

I have just come out of the bath and feel very relaxed and cosy listening to New Model Army, I will possibly study for a while or I may just veg. For the moment I am looking forward to England beating France in the rugby on Saturday :)

Books, TV, Fillum and Music.

I am excited to say that I have just purchased Jeremy Clarkson’s ‘The World According To Clarkson’ in a Penguin Classic cover, it’s an odd thing to see. I shan’t be reading it (again) for a while as I have masses of reading to do in a very short time, my first OU assignment is due on the 5th October and I haven’t read anywhere near enough!

Also I have just watched ‘Stuart: A Life Backwards’ and I loved it. We had a locum pharmacist in at work the other day and she questioned why our addicts became addicts, why they put themselves in such a dismal position and live in such depravity. I said that a lot of them were in an even worse place beforehand and this program showed this brilliantly. For some it’s almost as if heroin addiction is part of the healing process as the addict will be more likely to get the sort of help they need, whereas someone who is just ‘bonkers’ can easily slip through the net. I wish I could ask our addicts why they started but I can’t, I can only find out if they offer this information to me. When they do it’s eye opening.

A couple of days ago I watched ‘Reign Over Me’ with Adam Sandler taking the lead. He was a dentist with a beautiful family and everything to live for. Then 9/11 happens and his wife, three daughters and dog are on one of the planes that crashes into the Twin Towers. He gives up dentistry and becomes a drummer in a band who re-models his kitchen every few months. People who don’t really know him think he’s crazy, but it is just his way of handling the grief he feels for losing his whole family in such a terrible way. Don Cheadle plays the ’straight’ man as Sandlers ex college room mate who helps him let his feelings out. I loved this film because it makes you understand that people feel in different ways and hurt in different ways too. It was also nice to see the male emotions coming out.

Watching this film made me want to listen to Quadrophenia again (as the final track ‘Reign o’ Me’ was the song on the end credits) and Pete Townsend really had it sussed then. He’ll always be a very bizarre man, but he got teenage angst spot on with this album. Classic.

I want to go to sleep

I am dead on my feet at the moment. Working six days a week, looking after a child and trying to run a house is a bloody knackering thing to do. Because of the lack of staff at work I am also being shown how to do many more things, this is leaving me mentally drained too and of course in a few weeks I start on my OU course, yay! To top it all off my social calendar has never been so full! This weekend is the only weekend where I have nothing to do, well it was until I found out that mum is going into hospital to have her knee replaced on Sunday so I shall be spending some time with her. Billy isn’t round tonight (as he normally is) so I am going to attempt to do washing up, tidying and washing of clothes, oh and then I’ve got to make dinner at some point, go through Maisie’s spellings and listen to her read.

Something is going to go pop soon, I’m betting on my feet and my brain.

Open University

Well my first set of materials came yesterday. A Certificate In The Humanities is what I shall be studying and I have to say that it looks lots of fun. But, stupidly I decided to look a the assignment booklet, why do I always do that?? You look at assignments for something you haven’t learnt yet and think, ‘Jesus, I’ll never be able to do that!’ but by the time you get there it’s fine. I am worried that I might not have enough time to do it though as I am still working 6 days a week for the foreseeable future. Meh! I’ll just have to take my books into work with me, my boss should be glad that he has such cultured staff hehe.

Mothers and daughters

I had a little, mini breakdown on Tuesday and it wasn’t because I had just seen the Bratz movie either. Little things had been getting to me over the past weeks but on Tuesday it all came to a head. I was in the bath having a very relaxing time when I looked over at the loo roll holder. Just below the loo roll holder I saw a hole, ‘how did that get there?’ I thought. I called Maisie up to ask her and she admitted that she had done it. I just burst into tears, which therefore meant that Maisie burst into tears.

I wasn’t crying about the hole. I think I was crying because being a mother is the most terrifying thing a woman can do in her life. It’s great when your kids are tiny as you have complete control over them, but there comes a time when you have to start letting your little ones think for themselves. Even though you’ve spent many years showing the right way to do things we all know (from personal experience) that as a child you know the ‘really‘ right way to do things. Children want to test the barriers too and so do things to defy their parents. I think back to myself as a child testing the barriers and knowing best and I think ‘oh my god, I was the stupidest and most hideous child there was.’ My head knows that this is one of the reasons why I am now an (almost) sane adult and that Maisie needs to make mistakes to learn from them. My heart wants to wrap Maisie up in cotton wool and make her safe for the rest of her life, but this can’t be. I am certain that she will make many good decisions in her life, but I am also certain that she will make some bad ones.

I look at people all around me and I think that they have turned out ok, I am sure they got into some sticky situations when they were younger. Why can’t I realise that this will happen to Maisie and she will still turn out ok too?

What goes up, must come down… and then go back up again.

I have another one of those weird weeks, they seem to be happening a lot recently, I’m not sure I can cope with them!

I woke up on Saturday, looking forward to the pirate party that I was going to that evening. I did my normal coffee and internet thing that I do in the morning. Facebook, Myspace, WordPress, bank, lottery. Everything was normal until I got to the lottery website. The balance said £0.00 but I had an alert. I clicked on it expecting it to tell me my tickets had run out, but no. It told me I had won £805!!!! I kind of believe in Karma and to me this was the good following the bad (the burglary) but then some bad had to happen, which it did that night.

The pirate party was fantastic, everyone dressed up wonderfully and we actually managed to go down the canal on the boat. The bands were on top form and the drink flowed, this was my problem. I got so drunk that I can’t remember going home, and I was in charge of Maisie. Never in my whole life have I felt sooooo disgusted with myself. Maisie said it was horrible to see and I remember when I was a kid seeing my mum drunk and it was indeed hideous. Maisie has forgiven me but it’s going to take a very long time for me to forgive myself. She gives me huge hugs and kisses and tells me it’s ok, but it’s not really, is it?

This was the bad to counteract the previous good, so therefore there must be some good to counteract this bad. This came yesterday in the form of my work mate handing in her notice which means I now have a full time job in a place I really like working in. I am really happy at the moment, but there is still a little man in my head with a big black cloud telling me never to drink again while I’m in charge of Maisie… and I won’t.

For the first time in over a week!

I JUST HAD A BATH!!

It was pure bliss. Stand up scrub downs are good when needed, but they don’t beat a bath. We still don’t have the luxury of being able to drink, clean our teeth or do washing up in the water coming out of our taps though, that will come soon hopefully. I think we have all learnt something about ourselves and others from this crisis.

1) You can wee in a toilet quite a few times before it becomes absolutely disgusting.
2) You can boil veggies, use the water to do washing up and then use it again to flush the toilet.
3) Hair still needs to be washed once every 3 days (at least) or I go nuts!
4) Moist toilet paper is ace, I will still use it after this crisis has finished.
5) In a crisis such as this 99% of people will work together and it will make you feel great about the human race.
6) In a crisis such as this 1% of people will need to be shot for being utter pricks.

Many thanks go to:

The Army.
For getting water to us in bowsers and bottles.

The Army and Navy
For keeping my electricity on.

Severn Trent Water
For getting the water supply back on.

The Gloucestershire Echo
For keeping us well and truly informed.

For me it is the beginning of the end, for others it is the start of trying to get their lives back together. Going to their homes to see what devastation has occurred, insurance claims, cleaning and throwing ruined things away. For a few people there will be funerals to go to. This is a story that will be told for generations to come.

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