Housekeeping first, apologies for jumping to B.Beta too soon, it’s been a nightmare, including me being unable to leave comments unless anon, thankfully that’s now fixed. Don’t know why I did it, started exploring ways to ‘tart up’ my blog and ended up moving the whole thing. Then I find, 'it' wasn’t ready yet, all kinds of problems and they reckon they’re working through them. So for now I’m going to hang on ...
The last week has rushed by at warp-speed.
Wedding Anniversary – our 4th, next day Mr. S's. Birthday. Two dinners out.
New job. Nothing to get smarmy about, my boss got a promotion and dragged me along for the ride. Frankly, this area of my life has really had so little focus for the last four years I’m amazed I’m still employed.
Going to this play. Yes Part 1. was 4 hours, Part 2. week later another 4 hours. Vomit, blood, p***, c** and poohs. Yeah think that covers the graphic content.
Then Cirque.Du.Soleil with Mr. S’s parents.
In between I’ve been on the phone whenever I can, trying to get things moving. That is – ringing during working hours, leaving messages, getting rung back and having to run around the floor looking for a vacant meeting room since workstations have nil privacy.
A Conference Day moved at the last minute, meant I had to cancel my appointment with my RE [SCREAM].This in turn has delayed kicking things off for our donor cycle. It’s petrifying. I get scared that our donor will get cold feet. But, everytime I check in she reassures me that she expected delays due to us being interstate, and is excited for when we can get going. Okay breath.
So now I have our RE appointment for Tuesday 9am and nothing is going to stop that going ahead.
Last night, Mr. S and I were having a drink and I mentioned that I’d booked us in for a catch up with some friends in a couple weeks. We’ve got a dinner booking at a great Vietnamese Restaurant. Among them a couple we love, but who are so hard to pin down, we rarely see.
These days apparently they are too busy with their two kids to - answer or return phone calls. Ahem, too busy? ... I know, I know, but if you’re a SAHM teaching the odd class of yoga ...
Of the three couples, they have their kids, other two of us are dealing with IF.
Mr. S asks me casually ‘how old is their youngest again’, Ummm let’s see ... well the oldest is at school, they announced their pregnancy sometime after our wedding – then it clicked ... wait a minute - they had OUR Honeymoon Baby!