I’m out of love…
Yes with Mr Africa, but that’s another story, and not an unhappy one though you might be forgiven for the odd sympathetic sigh…
No, this is far more serious, I think.
I’m out of love with the Dell. Even though it is sitting on my lap while I write this, and while I still employ it to do my job everyday. I haven’t been turning it on (ooh!) at all outside of work hours.
And you can see the results in my history … No proper new posts for days.
Actually, I suspect it may be something I saw mentioned in Impossible Jane’s blog. PTHD. Post Traumatic Holiday Disorder.
Well, the Holiday wasn’t traumtic so perhaps I have the variant Post Holiday Traumatic Stress Disorder. Because since I came home from Hawaii (and don’t I wish I was back there?) I have been all sorts of out of sorts!!
It started with losing the love for Mr A. Well, more a sort of losing the excitement of internet romance. My sensible side stepped right in and told me off, saying that I was a complete nutter for letting my heart go after someone I’ve never met…Clearly I have agreed, much to my own surprise and, may I say, disappointment.
In a single instant I turned right off the idea. Oh yeah, Aches’s encounter with an internet dating stalker (a long story, and more like a “boyfriend scorned” stalker scenario and truly frightening, right down to police involvement etc…!) might have contributed to my about face.
However, the PHTSD continues on with a whole bunch of dissatisfations and concerns.
Number Two is that I’m bored at work.
If you walked past my office you may be forgiven for thinking that I have no reason to be bored… I have a white board at my desk which lists in details all of the tasks I have on my plate that need completing. But, actually, I am bored with the tasks.
I have completed the The Bigger Than Ben Hur Big Thing information site, which has been a project fraught with angst given that the Embroiderer has been the one driving it and I don’t function well in the kind of environment she brings with her to such projects. But it is done and all I have to deal with are the occasional tweaks and stuff that need need updating!
So, it’s back to the mundane…
The stuff I love doing is the technical stuff. Tweaking and changing the look and feel of a site, or making a flat picture do amazing things with the power of the web. The thing is, I haven’t had much of a chance to do that lately and I am needing some new challenges…
Must be time to dust off those outstanding projects for the busines…
Oh yeah… reason number 3. One of my clients pulled the pin on the job last week… I should be ok with it… I am going to make them pay for where I got up to, which happily is right near the end… But it’s disappointing no one is going to see what I can do!!!
If you are still reading this drivel… I need to sign off so I can get cracking for work, in my current positive (Snarl) frame of mind I am suspecting that Flick has used all the hot water which will add to my already good start to the day.
My day began with a full on dream that my dad had married Couch. Couch, who is less than half his age. For Dad to marry Couch he would have to not be married to Ran, who I like very much. I would be very peeved if he upset her enough to make her leave.
I haven’t woken up that distraught for ages…
Buckle yourselves in people… I think it’s going to be a long day…
TGIF!
Poor Deeleea!!! I hate that letdown after a holiday … sometimes I think it actually means you needed a LONGER holiday (note to self!) … so that you come back and float on a little uncaring cloud for a week or two, when no trouble is too much trouble, and all cares are irrelevant … by the time you come back down to earth you’ve dealt with the 18million emails and the 6foot pile in your inbox and it’s not all so traumatic …. not that any of that helps how you’re feeling now! Condolences?
Sympathetic sigh… so much so for my fantasies of your big African wedding… (Yeah, yeah… despite everything I said about you possibly having Issues for falling for physically far removed men… What can I say? I’m really just a big ol’e crackpot romantic)
I’ve just left you speechless on MSN Chat, so I immediately need to go and bask in the glory of how I managed to do that! (’cause I’m sure leaving you speechless, if only temporarily, is a rare event AND so that I can remember how I did it for future reference… ha ha)
It sounds like you need a holiday, Deeleea!
(But it’s wonderful to have you back.. especially if it means Miss Lisa starting a blog of her own!)
wha ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!!!!!!!!! The Embroiderer!!!!!!! That is just TOO perfect!!!!!
(for all the confused … Miss Lisa is aware of the identify of the Embroiderer … whom she is sure is a perfectly nice person really ….. but the name is COMPLETELY apt!)