I have to wonder; when you are experiencing a crisis, a loss or other emotionally turbulent time in your life, why is it that some people see fit to deflect this trauma back onto themselves? Why is that no matter how much you think people who know you would understand how trying you are finding current circumstances, are you always wrong? Why would you underestimate their self-obsession?
Instead of the usual reflective post that often comes with the New Year, I’ve decided to jump straight back into the swing of things and post Irritants and Oddities – Pt 2.
The ‘back to school’ feeling you get after a vacation; two weeks of ‘holiday’ and now back to ‘school’ – or rather work. That frustrating need to draw out each moment of your last holiday weekend for as long as possible and the realisation that you really better sort out your washing and work handbag so you don’t take twice as long to get ready on Monday morning…
It’s like the end of an era.
Ok, that might be a tad dramatic. But, as Friends has taught me, an era is a significant period of time. And I guess two weeks out of fifty two to have a holiday at the same time as the rest of the world, eat alot, sleep alot, catch up on good TV, have fun without worrying what e-mails are stacking up in your absence… well, I think that’s a pretty damn significant period of time with quite a lot of damn signifance.
So yeah, ok – it really is like the end of an era. And I’m sticking with it.
My body clock. During the festive holiday, I have paid no regard to what time I go to bed or get up in the morning – a luxury given my normal working pattern during the rest of the year. Now, as my return to work draws ever nearer, my body clock has decided to wake me earlier and earlier as though to remind me that I will soon be seeing the darkness of early morning time once more. Up until now, and for one final hurrah tomorrow, I have been able to stick up two fingers to my body clock and roll over. And on Monday, my body clock will no longer be an oddity but rather a blessing that I never sleep through my alarm.
I spent some time today thinking a bit about my blog and what direction I’d like it to take. Whilst I don’t want to limit my input to one single topic, I do think some themed posts would be a good idea. The idea for my first ‘theme’ came from random observations I made over the course of my day today and reflect general similar thought patterns.
So, without further ado, I introduce ‘Irritants and Oddities’… They will be specific to me, always random and hopefully interesting.
Doughnuts. Not just any doughnut. A doughnut disguised as particular type of doughnut when it actually is another. I myself only like jam doughnuts. Not custard, not chocolate, not apple, not vanilla.
So imagine my disgust when I bit into what I thought was a jam doughnut and it turned out to be a custard doughnut.
It put a downer on my dinner and needless to say, this event irritated me enough to make it onto my blog.
Also, you should note that the person responsible for said mistaken identity doughnut is now on my ‘not a true friend’ list.
The disappointment was just too much for me to bear today.
People who walk at the side of the road where there is no pavement, walkway or even a cycle path. Like, how do they get there? Where are they going? What are they doing? Yesterday I saw a couple with a carrier bag and they were rummaging around in the bushes along a dual carriage way.
Before you jump to any conclusions, they looked clean and relatively sane – apart from the rummaging in bushes at the side of a dual carriage way thing.
But like, why? What makes someone do that?