A Week in Review

Welcome to this week’s blog. I really appreciate you being here and reading along.

First, the basics:

Last week I said I weighed in at 100.4kgs (that’s 221.3lbs or 15.18 stone) so, I decided to do something about it.

Effective immediately – which was January 9th -the day I weighed myself, I:

  • Quit drinking  
  • Quit chocolate
  • Quit sugar in my tea
  • Quit snacking in between meals
  • Water become my jam
  • Started exercising for 20 minutes a day 6 days a week

I plan to continue this until June 9th. (See, now that it’s written down, I can’t slack off) and see how things are after that. My next weigh in is February 9th.  I’m hoping there’s considerable difference then and come June… or I will be most pissed off!

Now, to the events of the week:

Monday January 11th

The day began with having to call the R.A.C.V.

As you may recall, last weekend we couldn’t get the car out of reverse gear and after calling Roadside Assist, it was determined that the automatic transmission cable snapped, and we had to get it fixed.

This meant that Hubby had the day off while I worked from home. The tow truck turned up just after Midday and took it to our local Mechanic. Thankfully it wasn’t going to take him long to fix and we were told we’d get it back in a few days. This meant that Hubby had to drag ye oldie bicycle out of retirement in order to get to work which was fine*

Tuesday January 12th

My first PT session for the year with Shani. Went rather well all things considered. Overhead weight work and bands and some light leg work to start getting strength back into them again.  We talk to each other via Face Time. Being in different states now, it’s easier for both of us that way. I felt good after the session and it was nice to get back into some sort of routine after some time off.

On a sad note, that afternoon, a friend of mine farewelled his beloved fur baby Jette. She was a beautiful Alaskan Malemute and was 14 years of age. It was her time.  I was looking at photos of her on his twitter recently and was happy she had a good life with my friend.

Wednesday January 13th

I’ve said it once – I’ve said it 1000 times: THE.OUTLANDER. FANDOM.DOES. NOT. TOLERATE. HATEFUL. NASTY. TROLLS!!!

Now look,

Here’s the thing.  There are days… and then there are DAYS where we gotta stop what we’re doing and take out the trash. On those days (with a capital D) the Outlander fandom can be found either throwing out multiple Kira Guido accounts (WHO ARE YOU KIRA AND WHY WON’T YOU GO AWAY) or getting annoyed with the obvious ELEPHANT in the room. This is run of the mill garbage and it doesn’t take long for us to breathe a huge sigh of relief when it goes away, and we all go back to our regularly scheduled Fan-Girling.

But on this day, we found ourselves sickened by someone, who FOR A JOKE, decided it was a good time to drop a ton of homophobic slurs across the Twittersphere and aim them straight at a member of the cast who is not only an Executive Producer on the show but one of its leading actors.  This is a dog’s act of epic proportions and should not be tolerated by anyone – let alone someone as respected as he. Suffice to say, we all reported it for targeted harassment but, at time of writing, have yet to hear if the account has been suspended by Twitter.

Thursday January 14th  

As far as Thursdays go, this one was fairly uneventful. I took care of the banking and paid a few bills (I ADULTED. OH MY GOD!) and set up a few things for the foreseeable future.

Dad came over for lunch and we made light-hearted small talk while we munched on McDonalds toasties and drank coffee.

It’s always nice to catch up with my Dad. Being retired he’s a very busy man (No, I am NOT kidding LOL!) I call him twice a week to check on him. I know he’s 81 years young, but we are still dealing with a Global Pandemic (he’s been tested twice and twice come back negative) and I just want to make sure he’s OK.

Y’know, dutiful Daughter and all that *Laughs*

We also got the car back. So that was a bonus.

Friday 15th January

By this point I was running more or less on metaphorical vapour fumes…. of adrenaline long since passed and couldn’t deal with social media anymore. I felt like I was in a wading in a brain fog and everything began to blur together. I needed a break. I struggled through my working day (Working 8am -4pm this week) and felt like bursting into tears.

I took some time away from the twitter bird and commenced operation defrag my brain. Side note: This is very difficult when you’re dealing with not having a drink for a week.

Saturday 16th January / Sunday 17th January

Saturday saw me back at the Chiropractor for my weekly session and Hubby do some housework and have a guitar lesson. We also watched a movie called “Over the Wire” on Netflix and it had one of the most disappointing endings we’ve ever seen.

Today, I’ve called Dad, Hubby ran the errands and did all the things and then went on a bike ride.

And, on that note, dear reader…. It is 4:56pm and about time I posted this blog

Thanks for reading,

Ceej   

  • Hubby has decided to ride to work where possible or go bike riding on weekends now – which is lovely

2021- Hold My Beer

Welcome to this week’s blog.

Boy, what a week.

First, the basic bits …..

At time of writing, I weigh approximately 100.4 kgs. (Or, for those in the Northern Hemisphere, that’s either 221.3lbs or 15.81 stone) As you can see, I spent a lot of the last year stress/ comfort eating. Likewise, with wine… or anything with an alcoholic content really. If I’m perfectly honest, despite all the good things I briefly touched on in last week’s blog, 2020 was a write off from pretty much the get go. A giant enormous train wreck that was not only waiting to happen – but happened right before our eyes …before any of us had any idea as to what was truly going on.

When the clock struck Midnight (albeit quietly and from the safety of our own homes), despite Covid-19 still being a thing (and not magically disappeared as some conspiracy theorists would have us believe) the world collectively breathed a sigh of relief. The worst of it was behind us. The orange faced Cheeto was no longer going to be President, vaccines were going to be rolled out and everything was coming up Millhouse.    

So, without further ado- I give you my week in review.

Monday January 4th

I went back to work.

Well, when I say I went back to work … I mean, I went back to Work from Home.

While I admit, the never-ending hours of data entry correction and emails is doing my head in, I am grateful that I still get to do it from the comfort of my own home.

After suffering a rather nasty fall on New Year’s Eve (In the middle of the day, people, sheesh!) I’m hoping that WFH continues to be a thing this year. It’s so much easier for me to do my job and I’ve taken less time off as a result.

Tuesday January 5th

My first Myo-therapy session for the year – and it was wonderful. So relaxing. Especially since my fall had left me pretty banged up. As a result of that fall, I had a huge, dark welt just below my left hip – that almost looked like a figure eight- and when I tell you it hurt like a son-of -a … You better believe it. I had also bruised the bone on my right wrist- which left an ugly yellow bruise that almost covered my entire arm – below my elbow. Which was not fun.

Hubby had the day off with me – so that was nice. He took me to my appointment, and we spent the rest of the day watching ‘The Punisher’ on Netflix. Not a bad show all things considered. A bit dark in places, but then, it is based on a Comic book which in itself was quite dark (or that’s what I’ve been told, having not known of The Punishers existence until right this very moment in time)

Wednesday January 6th

For most people, this day would be the calm before the storm. For me, it was just another average working day. My shift was 9:30am -5:30pm. Not ideal but, given that we’re still working from home, I couldn’t complain.

Speaking of which, the state of Victoria has cases of Covid -19 again. We’ve gone hard lockdown border closures with other states (Looking at you, NSW) made masks mandatory again for both indoor and outdoor settings and reduced compacity numbers at public events and reduced the number of visitors to people’s homes. At this point were at 38 confirmed cases – a combination of both in quarantine and community transmission and Health Authorities are concerned – especially since the news of the newer, more dangerous strain of Covid from the UK and South Africa.

Having not left my house for anything really significant in almost a year, while I am concerned, I am not too worried as I know both my Husband and I do everything possible to keep ourselves safe.

At this point I am recovering well from my fall – so I begin my own version of MPC 2021 #PeakStreak and start by doing 20 mins a day on my rower bike

Thursday January 7th

When I tell you I said, “What the fuck is going on, America?” at roughly 7:30am AEST ..

There was mayhem, chaos, fear, uncertainty, anger and tears. Across every single one of my Social Media Platforms. I sat stunned as thousands of apparent Qanon, Antifa, conspiracy theorists and Donald Trump supporters lost their preverbal minds and stormed The Capitol Building- which, if am correct, is a symbol of Democracy and Law and Order for the United States. I saw pictures of them trashing the foyer, proudly bragging about their right to be there while putting their feet up on the desk of elected Government Officials and … who the hell was that weird Jamiroquai guy???

It was insane and complete and utter madness. The first thing I did, was reach out to my fellow American Peaker’s and offer them a virtual hug. Most of them, in fact all of them were accepting and grateful – surprised that someone outside the USA actually gave a shit and were concerned for their welfare. Naturally, it didn’t take long for a Trumpster to turn, what was a compassionate post into a political shit show -which meant Admin had to swing the anvil and delete the post. While it *could* be argued that there was evidence of picking a side – in this instance … In order to keep the peace, I shall simply say, I have learnt my lesson and will go back to lurking and liking the occasional post. **

Hubby also spent the day with me. It was very low key, ( and when I say low key I meant that hubby did all the things and then some first) and we continued watching The Punisher

Friday January 8th

First, the good news. It was my friend Alissa’s Birthday!

The rest of my day was taken up with work, more of what was happening in the United States and my never ending (tiresome) battle with acid reflux. For the better part of a year (Let’s be honest, it more or less is) It’s gotten to the point where it wakes me up in the middle of the night and I’m often choking on it. It burns my sinus and my throat and makes my eyes water- generally it’s an all-round unpleasant experience for me.

Recently, it’s gotten worse. So much so in fact, that I am now vomiting in my sleep. Thankfully, the last few times it’s happened, I’ve woken up and tried to clean up the mess. Although, trying to do such a thing in the middle of the night is nothing sure than a science experiment gone wrong and I end up making more of a mess than when I started. Gaviscon has become my new best friend. I’m not sure what’s causing it, but I’ll keep you updated.

Saturday January 9th  / Sunday January  10th

My Father-in-law turned 72. Hurrah!

Outside of that, I had a Chiropractic appointment that morning and Hubby went and did the grocery shopping

Shortly after arriving home something in the Car transmission (it’s an automatic) went ta-ta’s and left the car stuck in reverse gear.

To make us feel better -Hubby made homemade Tuna patties and made them into burgers with pineapple and mozzarella cheese. They were delicious and now I have something healthy for lunch this week. Which is a bonus!

Speaking of going healthy, I have also committed myself to six months of not drinking. Think of it as my MPC ‘Non-Physical Challenge’ for the year. Truth be told, I had promised my bestie that I’d start when she did – on the 4th… but Aunty Flo came to visit, and I decided there was no way I was going to quit while she was hell bent on destroying my uterus.

Currently on day two. I have till June 9th

My hope is that over the next six months my health shall improve, and I would have lost somewhere between 15-20kgs (or between 33-44lbs or 3 stone) ***

The RACV man also came and helped us with the Car problem. Didn’t cost anything – so that was a relief. Yay for roadside assist!

Which brings us here, to the end of this week’s blog. It’s currently 4:40pm Sunday afternoon. If I’m too get this up before the 5pm cut off, then I best end it here.

Until next week

Thank you so much for reading

Ceej

A/N

** There were two. One has since DM’d me an apology and told me that they had no right to ruin my post with their political affiliations. As for the other? Not a word.

*** I am taking the conversions of weight direct from Google. I can only hope I’m right.

2020. That’s a wrap and Good Riddance

Welcome to my first blog of 2021

Thank you for being here.

Normally what I’ll do is a several

pages write up of the previous year, highlighting my highs and lows in great detail … but let’s face it… 2020 doesn’t deserve that.

So, I will give you a run down in dot points.

Starting with the good stuff

  • I re-joined MPC for my 3rd year and started off the year right with the 20-minute Peak Streak
  • For the first time, I got to attend the MPC Member Gala because it was virtual, and it was free
  • I’d reached the 10-year mark at my job and for the first time in my life – I got long service leave
  • I was fit and well enough to fly to Brisbane for a week to see my Best Friend for her Birthday. While there, we saw Bloodshot in Gold Class Cinemas and had Toblerone Cocktails to celebrate. 
  • By the end of March, I’d lost 11kgs (24lbs or 1.73 stone)
  • I celebrated my 43rd Birthday with Jam and Cream Scones
  • I made many more friends in the Outlander Fandom
  • Got a question answered by Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe in an Outlander fan Q and A
  • Got to attend a few Outlander panel events because they were virtual and free
  • I started writing letters to people to try and start up a Pen Pal exchange
  • I became an admin for the OUTLANDER LOUNGE FB page
  • HAMILTON
  • SNOWPEIRCER
  • I managed to get a copy of CLANLANDS which was signed by Sam Heughan and Graham McTavish
  • New Glasses
  • Used Zoom for the first time EVER
  • Began working from home
  • Walked away from toxic friendships /individuals
  • Embraced Online shopping
  • Got a bloody hair cut! (Massive highlight)
  • Kept being able to do my PT sessions via Face time (The lovely Shani moved interstate)
  • Was over all blessed to have been able to keep my job and have an income. As such, I was able to help friends in need throughout the year and I am forever thankful to have been able to do that.
  • Was able to spend a lot more time with my Hubby as well. Which was lovely and something I have really learned to appreciate
  • Found Hubby a copy of Bruce Dickinson’s book “The Adventures of Lord Iffy Boat Race” for Christmas. (It arrived after Christmas, but it still counts)  
  • I’ve not gotten a cold/ flu/chest infection once

And now we get to why 2020 sucked for me

  • Covid -19. More or less ruined everything
  • Victoria’s first and then 2nd wave of the virus (At time of writing, the state is desperately trying to stop a third wave)
  • 112 days of stage 4 lockdown
  • Being separated from my loved ones and friends (And, before anyone says anything – I know I am not the world’s biggest social person … It was the fact the CHOICE to be that way was taken away from me
  • I had no Chiropractic/ Nero -Chiropractic/ Massages for over 8 weeks
  • I’m still yet to see my Dental Specialist -it’s been over a year
  • I had Sciatica for 2 months
  • I tore a muscle in my right shoulder
  • I got a really bad case of Cellulitis -that almost saw me in Hospital
  • Several nasty falls
  • My Blood Pressure rose to ridiculously high levels (for me) and saw me on meds for a good 3 months
  • I wasn’t sleeping well and was having nightmares  
  • I had 3 people I knew pass away.
  • Many of my friends got Covid. (Thankfully they all recovered)
  • I called it quits on a certain individual in the Outlander Fandom. This person was making me miserable and made me quit twitter as a result.
  • Fandom drama and bullshit was at an all-time high in 2020. I really did see some of the worst types of people – and I hope to never see them again
  • Donald Trump – need I say more?
  • I had more computer / Internet issues than I could poke a stick at in 2020
  • Since March I’ve gained 14kgs (30.8 lbs / 2.20 stone) I plan to get rid of that this year
  • Both my Hubby and I have spent most of 2020 worried and stressed. UGH
  • Trying to find comfortable masks …. Yep

And that pretty much is it . Tune in next Sunday for an update

Thanks for reading,

Ceej

Random Early Morning Thoughts

Friday, 9 October 2020

Naturally, when one is awake at *checks time* 3:30am, one does what one normally does. She decides to write a blog.

This is, of course, after weeks and weeks and weeks of not writing a damn thing due to not having much to say – but now, while one is forcibly awake due to suffering the worst bout of Hay Fever she’s had in 5 years ( and whilst getting over the worst bout of Cellulitis she’s had in 3 years) it’s the perfect time to open ones brain and empty out the trash … er I mean contents … thoughts …. Oh, whatever, it’s too early and I’m doing this with no caffeine so give me a break!

So!

Where to start? Firstly, it’s October. Yes, I know. There’s no need to remind me. Second, here’s a quick recap to catch you up:

  • Since June I’ve suffered Sciatica, a torn muscle in my back and dealt with cellulitis and hay fever
  • Victoria is STILL under lockdown measures – although some restrictions have been lifted. We’re to find out more on Oct 19th
  • I’m still working from home. (In between bouts of everything) and I am hoping to continue to do so into 2021
  • I’ve watched a ton of stuff on Netflix.
  • My Iso-Ass weighs in at approximately 3 tonnes. I am hoping by Jan 2021 we can all begin anew, and I can get rid of it
  • I’ve done a lot of online shopping. So far, a tee-shirt I ordered back in August is the only thing that’s disappeared into the ether. I will be surprised if I see it by Christmas Time
  • There’s been a fuck-ton and I mean a fuck-ton of OL fandom stuff going on
  • Hubby and I celebrated our 14th Wedding Anniversary
  • Miss Floof turned 4
  • I’ve had issues with both my Internet Provider and my Electricity Provider
  • I’ve still yet to do my taxes
  • Overall, 2020 can still suck a ginormous bag of hairy dicks and the sooner it goes into the bin the better (For reasons that are not either OL fandom related or any nice things that have happened)

There. That’s about it

I really should write more. This much is true. But, after being in a state of lockdown since March and not really gone anywhere or done anything … I really don’t have anything of any significance to say

Ceej

Self Preservation – Isolation Blog 9. ….. Dot Points!

I haven’t written a blog in 5 weeks.

 

Seems like a lifetime ago now. It was…. To be honest. So much has changed in that time.

 

Normally, I’d tell you to strap in and hang on to your hat as I regaled you with my goings on … but really, this isn’t one of those type of blogs. It’s just a brief update on life.

 

In dot points … so you don’t get bored.

 

 

  1. Battlestar Sciatica.

 

Yes, I know that was a play on words. And It was horrible. And yes, I’ll show myself out later.

It’s been just over 5 weeks and I’m only just starting to come good now. When they said it takes time to heal – they weren’t kidding!

 

 

  1. Retail therapy

 

In the last few weeks I’ve indulged in a wee bit of retail therapy. I’ve gotten a new computer chair, a foot stool, a handmade doll and some new resistance bands. I don’t do this very often – so this was a bit of a treat to myself

 

  1. Grieved for a friend

 

Three weeks ago – I found out a Twitter buddy of mine (and many others) passed away during routine back surgery.  She was a huge Sam Heughan and Outlander fan and we bonded straight away. I’ve been twitter friends with her for many years. She was also a member of My Peak Challenge. When the news of her passing spread across both the outlander fandom and the Peaker Family, it broke all our hearts. We will miss her very much. I will miss her very much.

 

  1. Melbourne Metro back into lockdown

 

Yep. We’re week … I don’t know … into a 6 week lock down and as of today it’s mandatory to wear a mask whenever you are in public. Failure to do so will result in a $200 fine.

That’s all I’m gonna say on that.

 

  1. Fandom goings on
  • There has been a lot of podcasts and interviews to keep us entertained
  • Sam and Graham have released a book called ClanLands. (Of course, I bought it)
  • We’ve been keeping ourselves amused with Fanfic, other TV show recommendations, fan art, checking in on each other and being generally ridiculous.
  • There was five minutes of drama over Sam not wearing a mask while catching up with Steven Cree – apparently people forgot that the situation in Scotland is different to other parts of the world – and you know, you can take a selfie without a mask on. It’s fine. Either way, it was over before it even begun – with those folks deleting their accounts in a huff, picking up their toys and going home.

  

  1. Work/Life

 

Overall, July has been a sucky month.  I’ve had more work-related technical issues than I care to count (and when you’re working from home it’s even worse) and it’s just been flat out busy.

Visits to my various Dr’s and specialist continue – even during a stage 3 lock down – which I’m incredibly grateful for.

On the fitness front – I’ll admit I’m failing dismally, and the sciatica hasn’t helped any. I can’t use my rower bike and that makes me upset. It’s my main form of exercise and not being able to use it at the moment is as frustrating as all get out.

 

Oh, and it turns out I’ve had this blog for 6 year.

 

Huh. Imagine that.

 

Time flies when you hardly have anything to say

 

Thanks for reading

 

Ceej

 

Self-Preservation Isolation Blog 5 – The New Normal

It’s been a couple of weeks. Sorry about that. Life kind of got in the way in the form of the Outlander finale, high blood pressure, the commencement of working from home and the aggravation of an old injury in my right knee.

So, as you can see, it’s been a lot.

So, where are things now?

For me, I have officially started working from home. After effectively 8 weeks of Long Service Leave – I returned to work in the office for 1 day (May 14th) to collect my trusty laptop, get it set up and prepped to work from home for at least the next two weeks.  (I’m hoping it’s going to continue longer than that, but we’ll see) I have to say, having only done it for two days so far – I’m thoroughly enjoying it. In the 10 years I’ve been at my job, this is the happiest I have felt in a long time.

 

  • I don’t have to worry about public transport (money saver. Win)
  • I don’t have to worry about other people and trying to circumnavigate my way through the Melbourne CBD
  • I don’t have to worry about the lifts (I hate lifts. They’re more terrifying to me than spiders)
  • It means I can pick up more hours. Currently I can only work 3 days a week due to physical difficulties. WFH means I don’t have the extra pressure of travelling and can take on an extra day. This is also good from a $$ as it means more money in my pay packet
  • WFH means my life can become more structured and I can actually have a routine
  • I can actually work any shift I am given. I won’t need to change anything
  • I don’t have to worry about potentially injuring myself at work – should my legs give out and I fall over. At least at home, if this happens, I am in a safe space and I can still do my job
  • The excess noise. Working from home is bliss as I don’t have to deal with the excess noise of my co-workers dealing with customers, the onsite radio station, the testing of the fire alarm and the never-ending noise from the construction site one block away from my workplace. To be able to hear the customer without having to struggle (I need to add I have severe tinnitus in my right ear) is amazing and it’s such a relief.
  • I actually have to wear a bra and look halfway decent. This is due to the fact that my Manager will need to do the occasional video call and I have to look at least partly Human for the interaction

 

On a personal note, it means less stress and worry for my Husband. At least, if I’m working from home, he knows where I am and that I’m going to be OK. (Plus, added bonus… every so often I may get a cup of emotional support soup. Which is always nice)

 

The nightmares have stopped. Which is a relief. During my 8 weeks away (In self-preservation Isolation) I suffered terrible nightmares which often left me feeling utterly miserable, and, on one particular occasion, waking up in the middle of the night in tears. They varied from being stuck in an elevator between Heaven and Hell while being surrounded by Avenger zombies to being lost in giant dental surgeries from the 1960’s to being told I needed to help Covid-19 patients be transported from one place to another while not able to find any PPE to protect me.

I know I had others but (thankfully) I can’t remember them all.

There’s also the issue of Iso-weight. Not gonna lie. I reckon I’ve gained close to 10 kgs (or 22LBs) in the last 8 weeks. I swear, if you were to cut me open you would discover my insides would be made up of Humus and crackers, blocks of Cadbury’s marble chocolate, noodles and tuna, bags of crisps and litres and litres of white wine.

Now, while yes, there have been regular meals with salad thrown in and not a single ounce of take away consumed in that time – it doesn’t change the fact that I have gained weight. Comfort eating is a curse and when your routine is thrown into disarray by a global pandemic that forces your hand to stay home – you tend to forget what your routine is after a while. One day just kind of blurs into another and your entire wardrobe consists of daytime and night-time pyjamas.

The idea of wearing a Bra (as mentioned above) is quite the novel concept at the moment. It turns out I can’t quite use my boobs as a hair tie (that’s how long I’ve gone without a bra folks) but it was getting pretty damn close! WFH came about just in time!

Finally, the only other thing I have to discuss is what’s been happening in the Outlander fandom since the finale… And the truth is…. not much.

Granted, we wailed and cried and cheered and marvelled at the brilliant, award winning performances given by Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe when the finale aired – and we were still dying over it a week later … But outside of that… There’s been not a lot going on. Oh, there’s been the Fandom Police trying to start drama for the sake of it of course, but honestly? I think everyone is just over the drama in this fandom. It’s exhausting and let’s be honest… There’s more important shit happening in the world than a thirst post. So, I’m glad folks are just letting things be.

 

So, I guess that means this is the new normal huh? Don’t sweat the little things and be prepared for the big things and don’t panic about the rest.

 

It’s kind of nice.

 

I like it

 

Ceej

 

 

The Time There Were Five ‘First World Problems’

*Warning* If you don’t like ‘First World Problem’ rants in blogs… You should probably stop reading now.

 

Deep Breath… And go.

 

I’ve been putting off writing this blog for almost a week.

 

For the record, I generally try not to write blogs like this. I never really like discussing the goings on in my life – Unless there’s a way of being able to take the piss out of it and make it funny.

 

Once, I seriously thought about heading in that direction though. A more serious look at the world in which I live. I thought maybe that could be the ‘theme’ for my blog and ultimately? After a few feeble attempts, it became apparent that I wasn’t cut out for that and it stopped me writing my blog for months.

 

This year however, I planned to stick to a writing schedule and blog at least once a week. So far, so good.

Thankfully, Outlander Se 5 is in full swing so there’s been plenty to write about. Don’t worry, I will be doing a 502 recap. Just as soon as I get all this niggly shit off my chest.

 

As I said, if first world whining is not for you-leave now. Don’t hang around till the end. I won’t be offended.

 

  • People in general.

 

Is it just me or is every single person trying their upmost to be an asshole this week?  I swear, there must be something in the water supply because everyone appears to have great difficulty walking due the massive stick shoved up their ass!

 

Working in Customer Service, you learn fairly quickly how to ‘read the room’ and this week’s room is full of folks whose sole purpose for existing to make everyone else’s lives as difficult as possible.

 

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER HUMANS! YOU’RE EMBARRESSING YOURSELVES!

 

 

Speaking of ‘reading the room’ – this brings me to my next point

 

  • Certain People of Influence failing to get a clue on how to read a {twitter} room

 

*Sigh* (And yes, I sighed in BOLD font because that’s how over this shit I am)

 

Look, I love Twitter. I do. But honestly? ……

 

There’s got to be a way of being able to educate people on how and when to respond to certain Twitter replies.

 

I have rolled my eyes that many times, I can honestly say I have done it for time, for Cals, EMOM’s and half a dozen reps on each eye!

 

How many times must we, the decent folk of the Outlander fandom sit and cringe at the sort of folk that are getting their @’s answered?

 

Please stop answering things like that. The tweets of the desperate. The trolls. The ones who fail to appreciate your viewpoint and tell you not to give up your day job. I, for one, cannot see what anyone hopes gain from this…. Other than making sure said people of influence being told to steer clear of the platform all together.

 

  • The constant misspelling/ mispronunciation of OL character names!

 

*Ugh*

 

  1. First off STOP IT!!

 

  • Its JAMIE FRASER!!! It’s not Frazer.  Nor is it Frasier. Stop spelling it that way! (Also, stop pronouncing it that way as well! Do your research before discussing characters please!)
  • CLAIRE There is nobody named Clair in these books OK. No, I don’t CARE if that’s a different variation on a theme – CLAIRE! HER NAME IS CLAIRE!
  • The correct way to spell his name (as per all 8 books to date) is ROGER. It has always been ROGER. DG wrote it that way! Where on Earth did Rodger come from? No. Just no.

 

There are others. But I’d be here all day if I pointed out every single one of them. I know. I know. You can come at me and argue about the different variations of the spelling of names and that, in some cases, English Is a second or third language – but the books have been around since 1991 and to see the character names butchered like that … makes my blood boil!  Spell the character names as they are from the books. That’s all I ask!

 

 

  • Frustrations of a personal nature

 

Do you remember how I said I generally don’t like talking about this? Well, I still don’t. But here we are.

 

Currently, as I write this, my right knee is giving me grief. I’ve had two rather bad falls in as many weeks and as a result, its angry.

 

I’m meant to be almost completely ready for a week-long trip to Brisbane in March. By now, I should be at least 10kgs lighter than I was at the beginning of the year. By now I should be pretty much be able to dance around the airport unaided. (figuratively speaking) and it appears my body has other ideas.

 

I’ve been stressing a lot this last month. Not going to lie. There are a few … family matters that have been playing on my mind.

Realistically, they’re happy moments for those involved (I hope) but my wondering where I fit into these situations has me … just kind of floundering.

I’m sure the feeling will pass, and a resolution found, and I can move on eventually, but for the moment … I’m feeling very much on the outer and its rubbing me the wrong way.

 

The consequences of my emotional state has led to a bout of (rather inconvenient) comfort eating – in the form of Yumi Hummus and crackers. A lot of Hummus and crackers. Suffice to say, I’ve stacked on the weight. Not to mention wine. I’ve also drank a fair amount of wine this month and it has not done anything for the waistline. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve still been doing my weekly PT sessions and using the rower bike – but it’s just not enough to keep the weight off.

 

Add to that – I’m also back on the contraceptive pill to try and regulate my cycle. That has also contributed to the weight gain. (That’s all I’m going to say about that)

 

There’s also the fact I hate my body. I hate the fact that its broken and it’s so hard to fix. I hate the fact that at almost 43 years old – I still need help with doing so many mundane and ordinary things.

As I said, I’m flying to Brisbane in a little over a week and I’m terrified something is going to go wrong. I mean, my bestie is as fit as fuck and could probably carry me over her shoulder if needed … but still. I mean, I have a week to get things to settle and all will be well… doesn’t mean it doesn’t play on the back of my mind.

 

 

  • Will I? Won’t I? – Can I? Can’t I?

  

The question that causes me internal conflict. Basically, this is to do with my working situation

 

In short:

  1. I can stay at 3 days per week or
  2. I can take up another day and work 4 days a week

 

If I take A)

  • Things will remain as they are
  • It will take longer to pay off my work debt
  • It will mean I can look at potentially other avenues of income from home to make up the slack

 

If I take B)

  • An extra $200 in my pay per fortnight.
  • Extra $$ is good and will ease the grind on the hip pocket
  • Pay debts off a little quicker.

 

But the question is … Can I do it? Can my body, with thigs like they are, take on an extra workday. Currently, I’d say no. But… then again… compared to where I was a year ago… hell, even 6 months ago… I could still try for 4 days a week.

 

So, you see? The battle rages on and neither side has come up with a final solution.

 

That’s where I am right now.

 

Told you it was very first world.

 

Getting it off my chest and out there – hopefully will help.

 

In the meantime, I ‘m going to rest up my knee and hope for the best

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Ceej.