Of Nervous Natterings February 22, 2008
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 26 commentsFriday again? Gawd. Funny how that happens with such regularity.
8am and I’m having a productive day so far. I’ve re-written and submitted a piece for the War Child project. For some reason, I usually read about these things but it never occurs to me to actually write anything. I sort of forget that I’m supposed to be a writer. So I have. Maybe there’s hope for me yet.
It’s my last day temping today; my last day of being a part-time slacker. On Monday, I shall be super-smiley and pretending to be sensible at my new job. My new full time job. Crumbs. It’s fifteen years since I actually worked all day, every day. With the boys away this week, I decided to get all prepared. You know the sort of thing: iron all the clothes I am ever likely to wear, do an internet shop so that I’m armed with sustenance when I arrive home, crumpled and weary, after a day’s toil. Obviously, I haven’t done any of those things.
I suppose, having already had my blog plundered by my new colleagues, they will be expecting me to be a little simple-minded. I’m sure they’ll understand when I’m clambering into my jim-jams and pouring a glass of wine at four o’clock.
Wish me luck.
