Just watched a cloyingly sentimental film My sisters keeper and that combined with disagreements with the South team over mapping the annual reviews has left me feeling a bit pissed off.
I try to get these things in perspective and remind myself that I won't even remember this in the great scheme of things but my initial reaction is to stay stuff your bloody job and do a flounce. It would be very satisfying to do such a flounce for about 10 minutes and thereafter I would regret my hasty words and try to find ways to minimise what I had said etc. So I have to tell myself to take deep breaths and not say anything at all and that way there will be nothing to regret.
I just wander what their concerns were? Did they think they would do more? I don't really understand the worries...but I've also learnt at last it won't help for me to ask as that will be seen as hectoring and not letting go. I've got lovely Greg in my ear whispering to leave it and walk away.
I've wasted today really not doing childcare sufficiency and just pottering watching stupid films. I like the idea of a day off but actually its not a day off cos I worry and just not work effectively and would have been better off bunking off to Cambridge to get my hair cut which was what I was thinking of doing in the first place.
On a happier note we had a lovely weekend. Phil came up and on Friday night and we went to see Inception on Saturday. Sunday we went to an exciting Plum festival which was funny just because it was so random. I love all these funny countryside events and customs.
Got some leave in a couple of days and intend to just potter about and go out for days and be a tourist.
Also have to remember when I feel like flouncing that I am able to work from home and have off days here in the sunshine with the cats...and that can't be bad now can it?...plus with things as they are who knows how many days like this there will be.
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