I am feeling very conflicted at the moment. The Clash summed it up nicely – should I stay or should I go? I enjoy my work 95% of the time, but recently something has been missing, as per previous blogs. I don’t know what to do about it and my colleagues are not helping me at all. It seems there is nothing else out there for me at the moment, workwise, so the best thing to do is “wait and see”. I hate waiting and seeing.
Otherwise, life is pretty good. Jo and I finally came up with a name for our crafty enterprise and with the help of marcy, we should be launching our site soon – miso funky. We are both knitting away madly and coming up with ideas left right and centre on things we want to produce, so that is taking the heat off being miserable at work somewhat.
Lee is going to buy a new car – he has hankered after a Supra for as long as I have known him and a lot longer besides, and he is finally going to get one, by the looks of things. It is an all-consuming obsession at the moment for him, and I am excited that he is so excited about it too. He is off to look at some tomorrow hopefully and then we can zip about town in his new Japanese beast.
My mum has gone on holiday to Madeira for 2 weeks all by herself, which is a big step for her to have taken. It took her a good few years to work up to it, but she has gone off and texted on arrival to say she had been in the pool already. A further text message was received in the early hours of this morning saying she was avoiding Colin from Renfrew and she is switching her phone off til the weekend and if anything happens the travel agents will be able to find her – which sounded ominous, but I reckon she had just been at the gin. I am glad that she is clearly having a good time, but a bit worried nonetheless – a bit like sending a child off to school for the first time or something – weird!