Dear Kay,
OK, don't judge, but I have to get this out of my system...
Friday night, I went to a party after work and Nina brought River and he's 9 weeks today and so incredibly beautiful with those big blue eyes babies get, and he's so incredibly well behaved and now I...want a baby.
Ugh, I hate clucky women but freakin' crap that boy was GORGEOUS.
Anyway. I think I've fucked my back again but we'll find out tomorrow morning after a whole day of sitting on my chair at work today. I might have to bring the fit ball in to work tomorrow, which should be entertaining for everyone but me. It's about to get insanely busy, starting another progress run this afternoon, and i just don't have time to lie on the floor all freakin day. That said, I've got so good at this I could probably take it home on a USB and do it from the floor at home. But I don't want to, and I don't think Penny would approve.
Who is also pregnant! For fucks sake (pardon my Francaise) but she's basically the last person in the world who you'd expect to get knocked up. We're all amazed because it means she must have actually had sex, and none of us thought she knew how. There couldn't be a less sexual person in the world. Nick has a theory that she fell over in the bathroom right when her husband was in the shower and well, there you have it.
That's not very nice. Funny, though.
Squidge and I have had the place to ourselves for the last two weeks and will for another week and a bit. It's been really lovely, and we're getting even closer and into that warm, comfortable place. He left me a note after I stayed up til 4 in the morning watching Wimbledon with him (only to crack the shits and go to bed at the second rain break) saying that I'd made it so much fun and he loved me, hehehe (can't say it without giggling). It's so cool that we've gotten to that place where he can just say it, and I can just say it, and it can just be said.
Oooh phone.
Yay, the printery just rang and they can have my pretty flyers I spent all Friday designing on Publisher to me by tomorrow. yay yay yay, something I don't have to do myself.
Oh, that's the other thing. It's been a big month job wise. I found a new job at a...competing...university (not that we really compete with them, but whatever) and got it. It was up a HEW level and ten minutes from my place, plus also the university I went to when I was a student. Resigned from here, went there, discovered it was shit and came back again.
Except it wasn't that easy, and there was a lot of shit in the middle. Like, before I left here I emailed my manager and told her all the shit that's wrong with this role. But, Amanda being such a champ, took it as constructive criticism and has now amended the position so that the problems don't exist anymore. In a way, it's been good because we've cleared the air and I've come back having acknowledged the issues and we've all agreed to work on them. Plus, I left at such a shit time and am so reasonably capable (can't say I'm good at it, even though I'm fucking good at it) that they offered me more money to come back. Still on the same HEW, and really quite a bit less than the other job, but I was emotionally tied to this one anyway. I'm glad to be back. It's like I never left, which is concerning, but I'm still glad to be here. At least now I know I'm not here because I have to be, but because I want to be, and that's a good feeling. Plus, people were so happy when I came back, and it's nice to feel appreciated.
Anyway. Enough wank. Having said all that I better actually go do my job.
I miss you, and I wish you were here, and I know that you kind of are.
--K.
