“Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans”… is attributed to John Lennon but much quoted by the rest of us when our tender dreams never see the light of day.
I took the opportunity of using the misfortune of the slowing economy and rising jobless to daydream about possibilities… Costing out how much it would take to pay the bills and set us free, for a while anyway, without using up all our hard earned savings… money from God, I like to think of it.
In the midst of these dreams, despite the lists & calculations, I was in touch with reality and patting myself on the back for getting Christmas gift shopping done without over spending & before the festive season showed its underbelly; counting the days until an extended end of year break; and took a quick weekend trip to Taylors Arm to prepare for Christmas, where I found myself laying on the verandah futon dreaming of not making the return trip to the city for an annoying couple of weeks work, and considering the tediousness of my wish-I-was-there-but-I’m-here existence.
Upon my return to the office, in my lunch break – was she expecting me to be at my desk or hoping I wasn’t? – I received a call from my HR consultant. In an economy rife with job losses, she at least had the presence of mind to preface the conversation with the words “it’s not bad news”… followed by the information I was being seconded back to a new improved version of my old role for the re-heated leftovers of the project that when it ended left me hanging…. depends on your perspective, I thought.
With her professional assurances of the balm of a friendly supervisor, a window seat, plus reassurances during the first team meeting that lessons were learned from the past, I’ve come to look at the development as a flow – what choice did I have? – rather than an ebb, but remembering my own lessons learnt so I come out the other side intact.
However, 2 days in I’ve already cancelled a non-essential but nice to do community service commitment that cut into work time… par for the course, but disappointing all the same. I’m thankful I’ve had a year to make a habit of my sanity savers: morning walks and blogging… that way they will be harder to dislodge from my daily routine but it’s likely the walks will get earlier, and blogging time will be abridged.
During our holidays, it’s also possible elladee_words will take a back seat – at the very least I have a pile of books to read and beaches to walk along weather gods permitting. In a desperate attempt to somehow contact the 21st century we installed an antenna and boosted the wireless internet coverage at TA from none to a weak signal that doesn’t even rate on the bar indicator. I’m aiming for images and succinct posts similar to great divide: city vs country (II) on elladee_images and Big things come in small packages on elladee_places, from our recent long weekend. And, I will read blogs and comment as much as possible.
Rounding out my first year of blogging nicely is a nomination from The Wanderlust Gene for the Sisterhood of World Bloggers Award, and as usual I’m invoking the guidelines option, as the rules state nominees need to answer 10 questions, which TWLG conveniently didn’t strictly stipulate, and of course nominate others – which I’m happy to do. Listed below is the cast of 2012, in which TWLG would have been included.
Given they’re not technically sisters (and we wouldn’t want any confusion about that), honourable mentions go to
“Every flow has its ebb” French proverb