Skip to main content

And we're off

 I can't stop blogging, I bloody love it.

So...I'm back :) hooray!

It's the very end of October, everyone in Perth is free to meet/go out as much as we please (woo) and a lot of homes are getting excited about Halloween. I think even if I wasn't a Christian, I wouldn't be thrilled about it. I don't like scary things. Why do people want to celebrate ghosts and monsters? I've never understood.

So life in the world of Janet is actually going really well just now.

(I feel I should whisper that so LIFE doesn't overhear me and say "oh really?" and quietly arrange for a bus to run me over and shut me up).

I got offered a permanent, full time position for a huge-ass Engineering and Construction company that has offices all over the world. The job pays better than any other reception job I've ever had. They offered me a 5 grand raise to 'entice' me to accept the job. 

OH HELL YEAH.

So I'm earning a lot, and I also really like this job. I love reception, I have a lot of experience in it. Because it's such a huge company, there are 2 receptionists on the front desk all day. I work closely with another lady who I can't figure out the age of. She seems older than me...but then I'm 43 and that still shocks people as they think I'm in my 30's...so God alone knows how old Tanya is? But I'm thankful because she's really nice. Tanya is softly spoken and really sweet. She's nice to everyone and I'm blessed because she's really, really nice to me. Thank you, God.

My boss is Donna and she is basically me if I ever worked my way up the Corporate Ladder. She's the Executive Assistant to the Company's CEO so she's as high as you can get, really. Donna also races around doing the cleaning sometimes - just to help someone - or re-fills the vending machine - because she says YES to everything and wants to please everyone - see how she reminds me of me? I feel so protective over her and hope I can do more as I get settled to take a bit of weight off her shoulders. We'll see.

The 4th part of the team I'm on is Megan who is really, really sweet. She's dorky but confident, really tall and really pretty and slightly on the chubby side but absolutely amazing. I have someone I can sing and dance with and tell stupid things to. We seem to work really well together so I like coming into work each day. I feel like I'm doing an important service with 3 of the nicest people. I'm really blessed.

Things with Alun and are better because for the most part, Alun is doing better. He is happier in his new job with the Emergency Department, so I'M able to focus on myself and that's made ME happier, too :)

God is so good. Thank you, Abba Father.

I saw a diagram once that said out of 3 things, a person was only able to pull off 2 of those things really well. In my life, my 3 things are work, friends and marriage. Work is going great, Alun and I are happy and close...and I've not seen or spent time with a beloved friend in what feels like all year :( I miss my friends but I'm SO TIRED when I get home from work that I just put my pjs on and watch tv, then early to bed so I can get up and be on time for the next long day at work. This is a great job, but LONG hours and whatever I have 'left' at the end of the day and on the weekends goes towards time with Alun or time racing about maintaining our home and garden.

I'm just glad we don't have a pool!

Or kids.

Yeah, I said it.

My friends are AMAZING parents but I don't think I could ever be one. I can't imagine how much it takes out of them to care for little ones when they've worked a long day and have to clean the house as well. I don't know how they do it.

Not me! OMG.

Anyway. I'll write again soon.

Just wanted to tell you I'm back :)

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

10...and then 5 :)

Yeah I can tell Im getting better because even though things are tough right now and Im sad and a bit fed up and weary...I still have hope :) I cant help it, it's who I am. I got an email from "Sandy" today. I really care about her and I look up to her and will probably read her email again when im less tired from a long day and it will make more sense...but for now, what I think she was trying to say to me was to take a bit more ownership of my life and to stop asking God to fix it all...or something like that...and I want you to know, Sandy - Im taking ownership of it and doing it ALL myself...but I believe in God and I believe that he hears me and so Im taking EVERYTHING to Him and just asking for some direction on this. I'll email you personally about about that another day. Thanks for always being there for me. I keep trying and failing and falling, then getting excited about something new and getting back up. Im on a very strange path just now and although...
5 comments
Read more

just not sure

If anyone were to ask if I was okay...I wouldn't know how to answer that. I mean, in theory, I'm fine. Absolutley fine. I go to the gym almost every day. I eat a lot healthier than I have in a long time. I still eat cookies and have the ocassional icecream but I'm doing a hellovalot better than I used to. I'm pretty proud of that. I try hard to be mindful - to be more 'in the moment' in my life. I notice I'm always 'rushing ahead' to the next thing - like if I'm in work, I'm rushing ahead in my mind to going home...then I get home and I'm rushing ahead to going to bed - ticking off in my mind all the things I need to do...all the things that need my attention between the time I sit on the sofa to watch TV and the time I'm pulling the blanket up over me and gratefully snuggling into bed. Even then, I'm rushing ahead to the next morning in my mind, planning what to wear for work, what to pack for lunch, what workout to do a...
Post a Comment
Read more

the girl in the red shirt

I finished work yesterday evening and caught the free bus into the city, smiling to myself as I pictured Alun's happy face and how great it would feel to hug him and hear about how his day went. I got off at my usual stop and waited with about 35 impatient, tired workers to cross the road into the main Mall. There we were, all in our grey, black or navy-blue business attire. Like a little well-dressed army. I guess that's why she stood out. She was the only one in our weary group who wasn't professionally dressed. She looked to be in her early 20's and was instead wearing jeans and a bright red t-shirt. Her shirt was too big for her, which had the effect of making her look smaller than she was. She was a thin girl, with hair the colour of straw that fell gently down her back in a low ponytail. She had a tan and was wearing black jeans. I noticed a black guitar case slung over her shoulder with bright red, yellow and green stickers on it and wondered if she was a ...
4 comments
Read more