Morning everyone. Distressing dreams again, plus lots of hayfever (so so much) and a lot of work to do (because I didn't do enough yesterday), and I'm just not going to have a good day at all. Hope it's better for everyone else. Sorry I keep moaning.
I don’t mind the moaning. I think it’s good to feel you can complain here. It’s just a shame we can’t really do anything to help beyond nodding in agreement.
Just finished filling out the application for a postal vote 💪
I incorrectly thought that as I had previously registered for a postal vote for the Scottish elections, which lasts forever, I automatically had a postal vote for the UK Parliamentary elections too.
Nope!
Both need to be registered, and the postal vote for the UK Parliamentary elections only lasts three years - you need to keep renewing it!!
So I did today, and you can too if you're interested:
(I've posted this before, but still worth clarifying: for those unfamiliar with shipyard slang, 'black trade' means the people who do the dirty jobs, welders and riveters and pipefitters etc - as opposed to the clean workers like draughtsmen and joiners.)
Just heard from the NHS that the stool sample I sent them was peanut butter. This begs the question of what I sent to the home made peanut butter competition.
Post office/convenience store to post a letter to Germany, buy a birthday card for my baby sister, and replace the giant granny purse I bought a few months ago with something a little more pocket sized.
Then, pharmacy to collect my first ever free prescription because I’m now officially old.
And a run round the Co-op to top up on things to eat and drink.
And after yesterday’s festivities, reality kicks the door open and shits on the carpet. Father in law has had another fall, so my wife has left to see what’s what. She’ll be back tomorrow, I guess. This is the pattern now.
When Best Beloved had his unscheduled sit-down and I called the ambulance service for help, we’ve since had lots of worried professionals round with lots of advice on how to avoid falls.
I generally find a brain dump of everything I’m trying to say helps. I then walk away for a bit, before coming back and reading what I dumped. An edit here and there, perhaps another pause and review, and usually I end up with something worth sending.
Today, in a break for the seemingly never ending avalanche of shit that we have to deal with here, my sister got married. So that was nice. I appear to have gained a brother in law.
(They’ve been together for 29 years, so it’s not like there’s some random person suddenly turning up).
I take a vitamin D and something for blood pressure.
The back problems go back a long way, before I was on regular meds. I even have a blog post about it! It’s poor posture and doing something very silly a couple of decades ago.
Morning everyone. Not a particularly happy morning for me. Apart from feeling rubbish and oh so tired, I have this year's bullshit appraisal meeting at ten.
I used to get very anxious about these, but now they just annoy the hell out of me. It's meaningless; I have to pretend that I've developed professionally and plan to make significant career progress in the next twelve months, when there's no possibility for either (and I've spent all my time dealing with data problems).
At least the senior colleague who's doing the appraisal knows that this is the case.