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The end of the working week

I've been feeling singularly uninspired lately; I've been wanting to drabble but the muse has remained silent for the most part -- and in other areas of my life, things aren't going the way I would like them to, either.

On the job front, it looks like the usual summer slump has started early this year -- I haven't seen a single position that I thought might be for me advertised in the last two weeks; and it pisses me off because all through March and April, when I was just idly browsing in order to determine what kind of jobs I would really like to do, there were loads...and now they've all gone, of course. ::sigh::

On the CoRo promotion front, I'm afraid my geographical position's proving to be a definite drawback, making it well-nigh impossible for me to deliver a valuable contribution; and that's getting me down a bit, too.

Furthermore, my ankle continues to give me a headache in that 8 months after sustaining the injury, the joint is still stiff and sore, and swollen. It prevents me from wearing the things I like (skirts and high heels), and makes me feel frumpy and unattractive, despite the fact that I've been losing some weight, and should therefore by rights be feeling over the moon. Also, it doesn't help that I've discovered 3 grey hairs earlier this week, but haven't been able to find the hair dye I've been using for the last year and a half. Apparently, 'Blackberry' isn't that popular a colour in The Netherlands.

And I'm dreading bringing Leila home this weekend. She's been doing very well at my Mum's, has gained weight and is back to her own confident topcat self; but I worry that she may revert back to endangering her health by not eating and being too scared to move a muscle when she comes back to live with Clio, Manasse and myself again.

But, on the plus side, there's another episode of Doctor Who to look forward to tomorrow night, which thought does help to cheer me up a little. Now, if the weather will just co-operate, giving me a chance to make the most of my days off, I will probably even be moderately happy soon.


Jun. 3rd, 2005 02:21 pm (UTC)
It took me nearly a year and countless rejections before I got the job I am now in, please hang in there, that job is out there, I promise!

I know; I only wish I could find it sooner. Jobsworth has been getting on my tits more than usual again this past week, and the sooner I can hand in my notice, the less likely I am to do him an injury.

there are some lovely shoes out there at the moment

And don't I know it! ;-)
The problem is not just the heel height, though -- it's the fact that the injured ankle looks to be about twice the size of the healthy one -- and maybe people wouldn't notice, but I do!

Hair dye - I hear you!

Don't you hate it that when you've finally found a colour you like, they take it off the shelves? And, as this isn't the first time this has happened to me, I'm wondering if I've not got an uncommonly unerring sense of consistently picking the wrong product. Oh well, maybe on the Internet...
Jun. 3rd, 2005 05:04 pm (UTC)
I hope it is sooner too!

Ah right I understand, I thought you meant it was the heels that you couldn't wear because of the pain!

Blargh, I found a permanent hair dye once that I could use (most I can't because of an allergy) and then they only went and New and Improved it, and added that ingredient!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 05:25 pm (UTC)
I thought you meant it was the heels that you couldn't wear because of the pain!

Nah, it was just me moaning about the fact that I haven't had a chance to dress like a girlie girl in 8 long months. I can't tell you how bored I am of having to wear trousers day in and day out.

and then they only went and New and Improved it, and added that ingredient!

Typical! There should be laws against that sort of thing!
Jun. 3rd, 2005 05:38 pm (UTC)
Fair enough, I get it now :)

there should be!