Rollercoaster

For the past two weeks I have felt like I am on the slow steady climb up the rollercoaster track, now I sit on the summit looking down at the highs and lows and loop the loops of the next 10 days, for Christmas is upon us.

I wish I had more time at home rather than the one day but thats the way retail goes. So the question is have I got it right? Will my orders of basic essentials cover me for the days that I have no deliveries on, it boils down to a little guesswork, a lot of faith and maybe a small amount of knowledge, hardwork and slaving over many sales reports.

So I am holding my breath and waiting for the drop into the week, fingers crossed..... here goes.

A few too many germs

So I have managed to finally get a cold, I begged pleaded with anyone who was sniffling not to come near me. Granted I have very little sympathy and yes I know I told you all to "tell someone who cares" but seriously why did I bother with such a request, it was like a red rag to a bull, you all flocked around and smothered me with sneezes and coughs.

You know who you all are, following me round like shadows, well I hope your satisfied, just remember this, what goes around, comes around. Dont look behind you as you might just see me standing there. ;D

Courses

Very important and very necessary to enable me to do my job. Well thats what I am told, today on the other hand was what I considered an important one.

What is the best kind of learning environment, a quiet room perhaps? Well I think a small room with no windows, broken air conditioning and cramming 17 people in is perhaps not the best. It was hot, long and by this afternoon, I not only prayed for the grim reaper to come and rescue me but I no longer cared what was being said.

A 2 hour drive there and back did nothing for my wonderful sense of humour. In fact I think I must have sounded a lot like Mutley from the wacky races, negotiating the M5 on the way home.

A day off?

Always an interesting term. What does a day off mean to me? Well in an ideal world it means, chilling out, watching a little tv, pottering around the house.

What really happens? Frogmarching the kids to school, speed walking the dog at least 5 miles, washing, cleaning etc. 4 phone calls from work (they like to make me think I am missed). Collect children from school, crash out at about 7.30 pm in front of the pc.

Sometimes I miss the old days...

Note to self

Engage brain before opening mouth. Especially when people come up to you in the street and greet you with a "Morning Councillor just the person I want". The conversation that ensued involved me agreeing (what is the matter with me) agreeing to be put into the stocks and have wet sponges thrown at me for the paying puble at the Church Fayre. So I ask why me? Perhaps I looked particularly unchristian today and the church is always looking for new members, not that I have ever tried to look christian, is there such a look? So I walk away sigh and had better make sure the kids have no pocket money that week....

Brothers

No matter if they are younger or older than yourself, they tend to always end up bigger. I do not take kindly to being spun around someones head in the middle of Hammersmith Station. At 6'7" thats a dam long drop...Neither do I really enjoy being lifted up into the air by both of them and held over a large water tank forcing me to squeak loudly to put me down. As they are both over 6 feet tall and me a mere 5'7" that reeks of bullying and finally as for "sharing the love!" HAH! Yeah right, just an excuse to ruffle my hair - I really hate that. Good job I like them because one day revenge will be mine......

Not the best of days

It is a great british past time to comment on the weather, whether it is good or not. Normally I do not mind the sunshine, I always appreciate the small amount that we tend to get. Today however I feel very differently about it. The temperature outside rising to the 70's and where am I? Trapped in a small room with 10 other people for the whole dam day discussing, sales, wastage, disiplinary and ooohhh my favourite (yep thats sarcasim) wage budgets. Not only that I suffered an hour and a half, journey to get there through rush hour traffic, a journey I will point out that should only take half an hour. So by the time I got home I am hot and bothered and in the dog house as usual..... now that really sucks. :-(