And Breathe…..


I’m going to put the past week down to experience. I’m glad it’s over, although the repercussions are still carrying on. I’m tired, and I’m going to have to start getting early nights or one of these days I am going to fall asleep and not wake up, it’s not that long till three score years and ten, assuming I even make it that far.

I’ve not been here much this week, there has just been no time, my laptop lay in work redundant for most of last week. Lunchtime, what’s that, couldn’t tell you, cos I spent most of the week working through mine. I did however make a bit of an effort and catch up on my reading, so it you saw one like after another on your posts then it was your turn.

I still feel overwhelmed a lot in the job, however there are moments of clarity and it’s these brief glimpses that give me hope that at some stage there will be a turning point and I will no longer be afraid to call myself a Personal Assistant. Time is a big thing, there are tasks to do but before you have completed the first one another three have been added to the list. I have notes about notes and to do lists about things …to do..duh! I’m realising that my brain is not the efficient filofax it used to be, my capacity for knowledge retention is being seriously tested.  Thank goodness for pens and paper or all would be lost.


On another note, I was having a chat with someone today and he asked me what I do in my spare time. I laughed and said what’s spare time and then regaled him with tales of the Xbox and also that I was a blogger. Thankfully he knew what that was, and even more thankfully he chose not to ask what the blog was called, because at that point I broke into a cold sweat and started to panic. I not ashamed of my blog, not in any shape form or fashion, but I still feel that people will read it and go ‘what a pile of shite’. That being said, there’s not been very much writing of late that would allow anyone to form any kind of opinion. At which point do you feel like you can tell people you’re a blogger and believe you are deserving of the title.


Lastly, despite the fact that some eejit thought that this week was the last Cartoon Craziness Challenege forever, it’s not, but I do however need to extend the deadline by a couple of days, because, I haven’t got mine done yet and that’s just disgraceful!! An update will follow.

This is the current challenge: CCC – Week 8

If you have any suggestions for themes, please let either myself or Mama know, they are always welcome.

Till next time, ya bunch of randomers that I adore :)

Song of the week and well worth a listen!

22 thoughts on “And Breathe…..

  1. I like your randomness header! Sorry work has been that way. I know that feeling, though I have been there a while too.

    Blog? What blog? :-)


      • Well between that and posting on the two blogs everyday yeah, that’s what I meant. Unfortunately it doesn’t look like he’ll be coming home from hospital. He keeps having at least 2 seizures everyday with the pain…


      • It’s hard work! Whatever about drawing something for Doodlez, but trying to think up some original content EVERYDAY for WBW is difficult!!!


  2. I understand the overwhelmed feeling. And now I’ve gone and turned in my homework for the week and *then* read the feedback I didn’t realize that bitch had bothered to give, and I’m thinking I went and screwed this all up. Oh well. Too tired to care.


  3. so glad to be called a “bunch of ransomers” you adore ! lol
    I feel the same about my blog, I guess its a universal disease of bloggers to think that way. Hope you had a great weekend. Love,
    Zee <3


  4. Poor you, go catch some sleep soon, you really seem to need it!

    And yeah, I think every blogger kind of doesn’t want ‘real life’ friends to read their blogs… It’s like a different world where you can say different things and stuff. Good for you that he didn’t ask for it :)


  5. Well hell’s bells and just have a pile of ding-dongs — or other gooey nasty bit of chemical sweet pastry. You sound like you could use a mega dose of caffeine to get you going ;) Actually, just kidding – what you do need is a bloody break — you know – lock the doors, and fall down and place neon warning signs that unless your knickers are on fire and its some hot firefighter trying to save you – then the world must bugger off!

    Seriously. Consider it. Nah … I said “NO”

    No bloody excuses or whining or whatever. Just stop with the feckin’ excuses and get yourself to bed — at a reasonable hour — and fer cryin’ out loud – stop trying to play catch-up on the crazy merry go round of blogging life. Life’s hard enough as it is – so, go grab some fishies, chippies and ketchup with yourself and YOUR needs —- cos you are so worth it Juls.

    Love ya (((((((Hugs Darlin’)))))))


    • Hugs gratefully accepted and I have to say that although I am not loving the thought of my knickers being on fire I do love the turn of phrase lol
      Over here we say ‘don’t get your knickers in a twist’ when someone is getting a little agitated. I think I’ve been running around with my knickers in a twist for the last 2 months……if they catch fire I’m fooked!! lol

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      • Absolutely – I am very familiar with twisted knickers ;)

        Evil laugh – actually, in the sense you mean, for I am she of all things twisted knickers meself ;)


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