Good things come to those who wait...

No person should stay in a job that makes them miserable or where they don't feel like they make a difference. I did and it's only now in my new job that I realise I should have left the last one a long time ago.

I had a job I loved probably 5 years ago and I really felt like what I did made a difference and that I was really appreciated. Then the boss from hell was hired and that sucked the life out of it and those of us who reported to her.

Quality over quantity

So given the title of this post, I really need to up the quality of what is written here being that the quantity has diminished considerably in the last few months. But, no apologies or excuses - that's life isn't it? Priorities and finding time to do the things we need (or want) to do.

I'm kind of suffering withdrawal at the moment because my personal writing has virtually dried up of late, not so much the desire to write but the hours in which to do it. I have plenty of writing going on at work but nothing really creative in my out of work hours.

I did a bad, bad thing

Remember me, I used to write here quite frequently, now two weeks seems like a life time not to write. New job and life has been kind of crazy, I'm now four weeks in and not quite as terrified as I was at the beginning. I'm starting to find my feet finally.

Now for my bad, bad thing and the reason I just had to share it with you. I have to point out the reality is you can be laughing hysterically and mortified by what you've done all in one.

Welcome to chaos central

That's a bit like how my house felt this weekend - chaos central. My brother and sister-in-law hit town yesterday for a flying visit from Renmark.

They were out last night for a work reunion in the city and Auntie Fi gallantly stepped in to keep niece and nephew occupied and entertained, plus I had my grandson for a sleepover while his daddy was working.

My baby bought a motorbike...

The sight of it makes me want to be physically ill, it's big and black and fast - okay so it's a motorbike people (that's for those of you who didn't read the title of this post)

My husband tortured me by making me sit in the car with him and follow behind our youngest son as he ventured onto the road for the first time today.

New kid on the block

Tomorrow will be my first day on the new job after nine weeks of rest and relaxation. Well not really, the first few weeks of 'unemployment' were hellish as the family adjusted to mum not working and voiced their personal opinions on the subject.

There's a lot of opinion in my house these days. I have to yell to be heard some days and then some days I just don't bother. But then, she who remains silent on occasion, also sometimes has the last laugh.

I think I can...I think I can....

It's supposed to be 34C (93.2F) today, where did Spring go? We're 7 weeks out from Summer and it's this hot already? My poor dog doesn't know what to think, she's black and doesn't like the heat much unless she's in the water.

This isn't her in the picture, but given her love of water, I'm sure she'd look exactly like this - lol

Little bits of inspiration

I have seven days left of leave before I start my new job. Now I have a sense of urgency to finish all of the things I've started. By the time I start my new job I will have had 9 weeks off - boy how I needed the break.

We bought a new car on Friday (like this one) and I'm just a little bit excited about it. The end of the month seems an eternity away before we get it and I can drive it.