Monday, October 18, 2004

Slackness indeed

Well, here we go again.

I do so hate having to do this. The grovel and the squirm that comes over me as I log into with teeth gritting determination to update the bloody thing. I always feel like I've somehow let somebody down by not blogging daily or even weekly. I'm not even sure anyone even reads this thing but me. Still, I guess the squirm is down to the fact that I'm one of those people who either does something completely, absolutely and perfectly or does not do it at all. That would explain a lot about my life actually...

So, its October, Autumn has settled on the northern hemisphere in typical Manchester fashion. Its raining and the footpaths and roads are slimy with brown decomposing leaves. I know that sounds a little negative but bear with me, I have still not forgiven whoever it is that programs Manchester's weather for the great non-starter that was Summer!

Lots has been happening but I'm not going to go into too much detail. Basically since July 28, August and September have slipped quietly by. There are some significant things that occurred in and around my life the most recent I guess, an hour ago actually, I was officially offered the job of Sales & Marketing Executive with the company I currently work for. Hooray!! Not as glam as the title makes it out to be but it is a new job, a challenge and something that gets me out of the office from time to time and better still, means I attend all the posh events we run for our clients and targets! The downside is I may actually, after getting by without any corporate gear at all, have to buy a suit. Bollocks.

We are doing well. We passed the year anniversary of our miscarriage last Friday and we drank a glass of Spanish red wine toasting the end of a particularly difficult and painful year and the start of a new one which we hope and pray will bring us good things.

I have spent some wonderful times with my Goddaughter, Trinity over the last few weeks and I've delighted in watching her become more and more animated and see her personality (and determination and will!!) emerge. There is nothing like having an 8 month old giggle and smile openly when she claps eyes on you. Nothing at all.

I have to confess at this point that this particular burst of creative writing was inspired by my old (not age old just known her for ages) mate Faith. She emailed me out of the blue and asked me to check out her blog. Well, was I shamed - its fabby! I will link to her when I get a moment but for now I'm simply going to post this so my blog is not so terribly, terribly outdated!

Listening to: My iPod otherwise know as Tim ... don't ask.
Reading: Dirt Music, Tim Winton (a brilliant book!)


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