The Importance of Being Idle

Bright Light! Bright Light!

Saturday night/Sunday morning I had the great good fortune to be visited by one of my rare-as-a -blue-moon migraines. As usual it took me far too long to work out what the hell was going on (I just thought I had a bit of a headache, some nausea, occasional blindness and I couldn't stand up!), and I then spent the rest of Sunday in bed, wearing an eye mask 'cos the blinds don't keep out anywhere near enough pesky sunlight. Monday I pottered about a bit, wobbled my way through a few application forms, and then had a bit of a snooze. Today hasn't been much better (the sun is altogether too bright and people too loud), although I've at least spent the morning doing my volunteer job.
Ah yes, I have a volunteer job, you didn't know that, did you?
It's for a charity called Age Concern, and the store I volunteer at is in the same building that Ronnie works in, so she can take me with her to work in the mornings, and bring me back at nights. I only go two days a week, but it's a start, right? Actually the boss there got me an application form for a job in the newsagents next door, 'cos she'd heard the current deputy manager was leaving, which I thought was really nice. Made me feel like I am good at my job after all.
I've been applying for jobs left, right and centre for a while now, and I'm only just starting to get some hits with interviews and such. I had an interview with McDonalds last week, 'cos I figured anybody could get a job with them. But perhaps not, 'cos it's been a week since the interview and I've not heard anything yet, and even if I DID hear something, all I'd hear is whether I'd got an assesment day and ANOTHER interview! I've run businesses with multi-million pound turnovers with less fuss than that. Still, I mustn't complain, 'cos a job is a job and right now all I'm interested in is paying the bills. I have this awful, inescapable feeling of failure, of letting Ronnie down. I keep thinking I shouldn't have come, shouldn't have got her into this, but that sort of negativity isn't gonna help anybody, and selfish as it may seem, right here, with her, is exactly where I want to be. So I just need to keep the faith that she seems to have in me, and keep trying. We'll get there in the end.
We're getting along pretty well unpacking the house. I think part of that is that neither of us can really stand living out of boxes and suitcases, but for some reason, no matter how far we get with the other rooms, our bedroom remains dominated by a tidal wave of stuff we haven't found the energy to unpack/tidy away. The room I'm in now, a combination of mine (computers, consoles, TV) and Archie's (food bowl, his special chair) still needs some work, for instance. Last week I managed to condense three crates worth of computer bits down into a single drawer, which was pretty good, but I think to get any further we're gonna need some more shelves, and shelves cost money... and even then I've got to work out where to put the second PC! Still, that's the sort of problem it's fun to have, isn't it, setting up a new home?
Okay, my new DVD project is nearly finished, so I'll get moving. It's not my most eleaborate (that was a DVD I made of movies and pics of Ronnie's Dad when he was on a driving weekend, that had cool menus and a slide show and everything!), but I'm excited to see how it's turned out, 'cos I've done custom menu music and a custom background! Ooh, it's just finished! Time to go look up in the sky! Is it a bird? Is it a plane... ? hehe

posted by BadMonkey @ 3:43 PM