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Dreams vs. reality

Ouch! Somehow, some time between going to bed last night and getting up again this morning, I've managed to throw my back out. How on earth did I do that? The pain is forcing me to walk gingerly, like an old, old woman; and to sit very, very still with my back up straight against the chair. And even then, it hurts. If it hasn't improved by tonight, I'm breaking out the aspirin...

My closest colleague's off on holiday for the next two weeks, and I'm inundated with work, his and mine. Strangely, I don't mind too much, presumably 'cause I'm still in with a chance of landing that Home Office job. I know it may still all go pear-shaped after the next test and interview, but I don't want to think about that possibility now. I've got to remain positive or I might as well just give up.

I will miss the easy Internet-access I have here, though...and the international environment, with colleagues and clients from all over the world. I'll also miss our lack of a dress code; for the past decade I've been able to wear pretty much what I liked to work -- but if I go to work at the Home Office, formal attire is a must. I'll have to invest in power suits heavily. I hope they won't mind my more colourful shoes, although I suppose my yellow boots and fuchsia trainers are definitely out. :(

And I suppose I'll miss certain people as well, although in all the years I've worked here only two have become friends IRL as well, and one of them's already moved back to England...I certainly won't be sorry to lose contact with Jobsworth, though I'm sure that, come my last day, he'll make the requisite noises about me staying in touch and me promising to not be a stranger...Ah! how wonderful to be daydreaming like this!

But back in the real world, my Leila's not getting any better -- in fact, she seems to be getting more stressed out with every day that passes. She never ventured out from underneath the sofa anymore, just huddled there meowing pitifully. And kept doing her business there, too, expecting me to clean up after her! So I've relocated her to the bathroom, but it's not a real solution -- she's still terrified, and hides behind the washing machine. I can't leave her locked in there for more than a day or two, that'd be inhumane, wouldn't it?

Perhaps I had better make inquiries to have her rehomed...


( 10 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
Aug. 1st, 2005 09:43 am (UTC)
Hello my dear ! Its Nai ! I have been trying to add you to my flist for ages and I just realised the reason I have been having so much trouble is because I was spelling the name wrong ! Sorry to hear you threw your back out :( Feel better :) Stop by my LJ soon. XX
Aug. 1st, 2005 09:49 am (UTC)
Nai! Well, hello there! Of course I'll stop by your LJ, and add you to my flist as well!
Aug. 1st, 2005 10:13 am (UTC)
Oh, dear. So sorry you hurt your back. Sometimes it's the littlest things that can throw it out, like sneezing.

I'm happy the Home Office job is in the offing. (I feel your pain at the thought of loss of casual attire--I'm living that right now.)

And poor little Leila! I wish I could take her. Little sweetheart. I will send my very best healing energy to you both.
Aug. 1st, 2005 10:47 am (UTC)
You made a bear! What a cutie!

Yes, Leila really is a poor widdle puddytat right now, and I'm reaching the end of my tether. She's been like this for 3 full months now, and it looks increasingly likely that she's not going to snap out of it any time soon. I'd hate to have to let her go, but I can't see myself forcing her to stay when she's that unhappy.
Aug. 1st, 2005 10:54 am (UTC)
ow ... you have a higher pain threshold than me - I reach for the drugs IMMEDIATELY that happens to me!

I suppose my yellow boots and fuchsia trainers are definitely out.

lol not very spy sneaky!

poor Leila ...poor you :( .. but it might have come to that it seems.
Aug. 1st, 2005 11:01 am (UTC)
ow ... you have a higher pain threshold than me

Not really -- I suppose I just like playing the martyr on occasion!
Aug. 1st, 2005 05:39 pm (UTC)
Hope the back gets better soon. I've not had any personal experience with that, but the hubby does have problems from time to time.

Poor Leila. I was hoping that given time she would just snap out of this on her own, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
Aug. 1st, 2005 05:45 pm (UTC)
The problem with Leila is, that not only does she not manage to snap out of it herself, but she doesn't seem to be able to do it with medication either.

A friend of mine's suggested I check with the veterinary university of Utrecht, see if she can't be accepted into some sort of study or programme that deals with animal behaviour modification, but the problem with that is (beside the cost) that I would have to be available during the day...and with a fulltime job, that is just an impossibility. :(
Aug. 1st, 2005 08:09 pm (UTC)
Brainwashing the cat! You're really getting into this spy thing, aren't you?
Aug. 1st, 2005 09:25 pm (UTC)
What can I say? It's a state of mind and a way of life all rolled into one!
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