This Weeks Digest

Warning: Dull and vaguely depressing post. 

Plodding Along at Work

I think I get less inclined to write on here when I am not so happy in everyday life. I’ve really neglected this site for August and September, which I feel bad about, because it’s a record of what I’m doing with my time, and I like to keep things up to date.

I’ve now done two weeks at my new job, and overall, it’s OK. The people are nice, the atmosphere is friendly, and there don’t seem to be any idiots/assholes/jerks/patronising gits at all. So far, so good. But it’s hard work – it’s an extra hour a day for Monday to Thursday so you can have Friday afternoon off, which is brilliant on Fridays, but it feels like a long week nonetheless.

Also, I’m just not as enthusiastic about programming at the moment. I don’t know if it’s because it’s an all-new codebase and it’s a lot to take in, but I just can’t seem to get as excited about it as I thought I would be.

I am watching the clock, waiting for 5pm.

This doesn’t bode especially well, and worries me a bit, but I’ll keep at it, and see how it works out when I’ve been there longer. Steve thinks once I settle into the work and know what I’m doing I will be fine, and I hope he’s right.

I’d like to regale you with stories of my new colleagues and such, but really – there’s nothing overly interesting to say so far. And the tea situation is dire – it’s machine tea, or tea made with almost-hot water from the water cooler. Yuk.

Car News

My car got a flat tyre on Friday (big nail), and it also rained pretty much all day. I had to take a taxi into work, and then a combination of taxi, train and walking to get home. I was trying to save on taxi fare on the return journey, but I got so drenched that I probably should’ve spent my last £2 on the difference and stayed dry.

I bought 4 new tyres on Saturday – the green machine has had the same four tyres since I bought it, and they were not quality rubber. They went down every 2 weeks, so I treated the car to new ones and it feels lots better – the green machine was very pleased.

Toilet Update

Five days after replacing the flap valve in my mum’s toilet (for those of you lucky enough to not have to do your own plumbing, that’s the thing that enables the water to siphon out of the cistern into the bowl), the ball valve went, which is what cuts off the water when the cistern is full, so now mum has no water until Monday morning when Derek the plumber is turning up to fix it. I would do it myself, but having already spent around 7 hours this week on toilet repairs, I just want someone else to come in and sort it all out.

Not only that but the stop cock for the mains feed is leaking (I can already see the disaster that is about to happen there), so that needs to be dealt with too. And the fireplace still hasn’t been installed. And the wall in the bedroom needs replastering where the curtain rail just feel out of the wall. And the taps on the bath turn around when you use them, so are probably going to break off at some point and flood the place. And there’s still no door on the bathroom after I removed the stupid sliding door so that we could actually get a heater on the wall.

All in all it’s in dire need of loads of work. Far more work than I have the cash to support, and the time to do myself, or even supervise. It depresses me constantly.

And mum has managed to break both of her hoovers, one of which is now downstairs waiting for me to have a look at it. Oh joy.

Brain Training

I have however, become completely addicted to Dr Kawashima’s Brain Training game on Nintendo. My brain age is now 24 (I started at something like 48). It’s had an interesting effect on me – I have found that my dreams have become much more vivid and lifelike, and I have been dreaming about a lot of old stuff from the past. It’s like all the extra activity has prompted my brain to have a good sort out.

When I first got it, it actually used to make my brain hurt. How strange is that? Just like going to the gym I guess, but for neurons, not muscles.

And finally…

Since this really was a bit of a boring, depressing, uninteresting post, I’ll finish with something a bit happier. We’ve moved the fish to their new big tank (bargain car boot sale purchase), and also got a new fish, whom we have named Tyres (complete coincidence, and nothing to do with the car). Since I just know you’re desperate to see his little fishy face, I’ll indulge you.

(photos lost in transit)

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