Woeful Weeks and other words starting with W.

Hello again.  I am back.

Apologies for my absence over the past week….what do you mean you hadn’t noticed???  In the great scheme of things, me missing a blog one week isn’t even a pimple on the arse end of the universe, but I just couldn’t bring myself to put fingers to keys last Sunday.  Why??  Well, I knew at that point that I was in for an awful, awful week at work, and my head and heart weren’t on anything else.

I already knew at that point that on Tuesday we were to deliver some horrible news to many folks at work, which would lead to them all having to find jobs elsewhere.  I too am affected, being officially “at risk”, but I have a role I have been invited to “apply for”, and so I know we will have funds coming in for the forseeable, albeit at a reduced rate than we are used to.  As I always say, I don’t do work stuff on here, so I’ll not continue the story.  I will say that the sheer horror of last week isn’t something I can capture here, or some of the very, very dark places it took me.  Thankfully it is behind me now, and I suppose next week can only be better, if only by small degrees.  I suppose you know when real life stuff gets tough, as my nonsense via Twitter and Facebook stop!!

I’ve been through this a few times before at my old place, but being a much bigger outfit, it felt very much like I was “processing” folks as I just didn’t know them that well.  I know that is awful, but simply true.  This time, the company is much smaller, and it is all very raw.

So as you can imagine, these events have pretty much dominated our lives for the last week or two, so I haven’t got much else to report.  However, we’ve been photographing more doors today, and we’ve been walking Oli some more.  Last weekend, we took him out around the Jumbles Reservoir, and half way round we gave him a go off the lead for the first time ever.   I had my young and athletic frame poised to chase the little bugger the three miles home.  Thankfully, for my wobbly bit’s sake, he was brill.

He just trotted alongside us, never ventured out of sight, and acted like he’d been doing exactly this for years.  Unless you are one of our three cats then he is pretty much the ideal dog.  As far as the cats go, well he is pretty much making their lives a misery!!  He does just want to be friendly, but as he is now three times the size of them, I can see how he could appear a little intimidating!!

It is good fun to watch anyway!!

Harry Styles

A fine dicky

In other news, it would appear that my obsessive nature is pretty much passed down a generation to Emily.  As you may have noticed, once I get an interest in something, I tend to fixate on it.  Hence over a decade of Disney obsession and trip reports.  Emily tends to do a similar thing with bands.  Usually it is some black clothed loons called Death Rot and Garbage, but right now, she is absolutely engrossed in One Direction!!  Reconcile that with the fact that her usual taste is My Chemical Romance, Asking Alexandra, Panic at the Disco and Paramore, with the odd brush with screamo crap along the lines of Bring Me The Horizon.

With hormones a raging, if Harry Styles were to be locked in a room with Emily I fear for his safety.  He happens to be a member of said One Direction.  Ah the follies of youth.  Imagine my fixation with Disney and multiply it by a hundred.  I figure that her obsession will burn a much shorter life than my Disney thing,  as that is here to stay, but I’ll hazard a guess it will cost her a lot less money!!

So next week is looking full of trying to help those affected find a job.  I did quite a bit of this last week too, and thankfully many are well on the way to something else.  Having recruited most of them, and worked with all of them for some time, calling up anyone I know who might be able to help, and getting agencies in to talk with them is easy to do, and pretty much the least I could do.  When I’m not doing that, I’m doing a fair bit of job searching myself, as I would be silly not to!!  Who knows now when the reaper will come calling for me!  I’ve got a pretty good idea when actually!

In addition to all of that, I’m also tasked with working out how we continue to do what we do today without all these folks being around!!  I think the term for that is insult to injury!!

So I’m very aware this week’s post is a bit “woe is me”, so I’m sorry about that.  No doubt as the days go on, and my head continues to wrap itself around all this, I’ll be back on form in terms of moany tweets, and sarcastic facebook updates.  You have been warned.

As they say, there is always someone worse off than yourself, and I’m absolutely sure that is the case, as I’m working with some of them at the moment.  As concerned as I am for our own fortunes, I have to tell myself it could have been a damn sight worse, and take the chance to proactively get a plan in place just in case this is going to be a death by a thousand cuts!

Right, enough of this stuff, it is what it is.  I shall rev my sarcasm and pithiness back up to ten, and perhaps watch the X factor later so I can tweet myself back to form.  I always feel better after being sarcastic and nasty about people who will never know or care about my opinion!!

Till the next time……

One thought on “Woeful Weeks and other words starting with W.

  1. Sorry to hear the economic reaper has touched you. I can empathise having been therefore before all due to governent whims. But hey we are not down hearted and we cannot have one of our bright and humorous lights in the blogging world dim. So return next week thrusters at full and make it so.

    I leave you with one of my favourite lines from the Jaws ride script at Universal Studios (FL) “Amity 6 to base, cancel the troops we coming home!!……..

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