Nesting?
Should be in bed... on my way, just thought I'd do a quick entry. Quick entry? That's an oxymoron.
I've been working (tonight) on a flyer to distribute around any places that I think might use my services as a temp, and, immodest though it is to say this, I think I've done a bloody good job!! The thought crossed my mind that it could be expensive to produce, having a small colour photo of my mug on the front, and coloured titles within the text, but what the hell, if I have to spend twenty bucks on photocopying or even replace my ink cartridges if I do it myself (not wanting to take the copying to my previous place of employment), well, its not the end of the world. It's only money (that I will soon no longer be earning :-( oh well).
Maybe I should be in advertising??? Lol, don't get too carried away girl. But seriously folks, I actually feel I've done a really good job. Almost as good as the ad I knocked out for my present job!! The only issue I haven't worked through yet is the pay - do I accept whatever I'm given, or do I set a flat rate?? There must be a business mentor somewhere I could ask. Do I run it as a self-employed thing or would that be too complicated with taxes and ACC levies and GST.... Headache material. Worry about it later.
In the mean time, I have turned into a happy, cruisy woman, unphased even by housework. I mean, today I quite happily cleaned the oven!!! That hasn't happened since, well, er, for a very long time. Even put on a second coat tonight. Mind you, I haven't turned into a white tornado, there are still about 3 loads of washing to be folded and put away, and the floor needs attention - but I did sort the kindling out and have also fossicked through bags and boxes of wool upstairs-upstairs and even produced a pair of bootees over the weekend, not for anybody in particular but just to get my hand back in after a long time without doing any hand work.
And that has brought a problem to light - my changing eyesight. It is SO inconvenient, this aging process. I have to peer over the top of my specs to see the handwork, then through the bottom of them for the TV. If it was the other way round I could invest in some of those cute half glasses that either make you look like a real character or a real twit. My optometrist (who by the way is a Morris dancer too, just thought I'd chuck that wee snippet in) says that next time I change my prescription I'd be best to go for graduated lenses - I gather they're the modern equivalent of bifocals, and fairly expensive which is why I didn't get them this time as the need wasn't too extreme.
Took the boys over to the Careers Expo today - they spent quarter of an hour there and I spent a little longer. Have discovered the next Navy intake is in July and entries need to be in quickly or it would be the following one in October (didn't like the look in Michael's eye at that news, I sense a delay coming on...), and that Greg is likely to be going to Canterbury not Otago (mother wasn't listening apparently) - which would be a nice wee irony as Dad got his degree from Canty, and Greg is sort of following him with some of the interests e.g. Classics, which I still can't quite work out. Nice though to think it's coming out somewhere. Its a long way away though.
Ok, Bed.
Still can't work this site out as far as where and when things that are published, appear. When I log in I don't get any of this month's entries appearing, I have to go looking for them and change the calendar before they will appear. Odd.
