Category: Work
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A calculated risk
The phone rang and lit up an orange box at the top of my screen, indicating that a new call was coming in. This was to be my 1st call of the day for work and 200-300 more were to come. That’s my usual work day and I’m slowly starting to get used to it. […]
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The kitchen incident
As you guys know, I’ve been really, really sick these last few weeks. I’ve had to stay in at home and it hasn’t been a “fun” illness where I can lay in bed and read books…it’s absolutely knocked me for 6 and I’ve suffered terribly. So when 2 people at my work who are “close […]
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The Camilla diet
Disclaimer: “Camilla” (name changed to keep her protected) is a woman at my work who seems really, really lovely. She’s polite, friendly, sweet and works hard. When you read my following comments and observations about her in this blog, they are really observations and concerns aimed at me. Not Camilla. This is how I see […]
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Hold on tight
I’ve been ill so much these last 4 weeks that sadness and frustration are creeping in and my anxiety is doing it’s best to convince me I’ll never feel better again. So instead of worrying (so hard as it’s what I naturally do), I want to list the good things in my life. I have […]
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Surviving parent guilt
Since my Dad died, I’ve come across new things. Like crippling grief. Grief that looks and feels like 80 feet waves pummelling me, tumbling me, confusing and frightening me. Grief like that. Grief that – like waves – doesn’t let you come up for air. It doesn’t stop for a second so you can’t stop. […]
"I get knocked down, but I get up again" 