A lightening cloud with a silver lining...

(In the shape of a lightening conductor)

I've had some really tricky situations to deal with this week with regards to work. 

One of which was an invite to a 'work girls night out' at the house of one of the women there in May.

Don't get me wrong, I do like the majority of the 5 lasses at work but the thought of spending an evening being girlie really didn't appeal and I was really struggling to come up with a genuinely good reason as to why I couldn't attend. 

I was thinking my favourite excuse of 'my legs on fire' would soon be sussed right out on return to work the next few days.

However, thanks to a bit of divine intervention in the shape of my boss and his lack of ability to be anything other than a moany gusset, he has actually done something for me that is in fact REALLY useful! 

He sacked/fired/made me redundant, call it what you will but after 2 months of being told he could make as much money with just two surveyors & trimming out fitting staff it didn't really come as much of a surprise or shock at all. In fact I've awoken today with such an amazing uplifted outlook again that I'm really quite relieved. 

Well that really cant be bad now can it?

Moan moan moan, that's all she ever does....

My absolute pants of a week has just been finished off hook line and sinker courtesy of my lovely neighbours.

So I have now decided to allow you how the whole week has panned out as to why I have decided to have a bit of a mini melt & rant.

The thing that started it all off this week at work was the fact that for the second time in as many weeks my boss stated "I don't need to keep you working here, I could go down to 2 surveyors, also get rid of the fitter teams that just give me shit & STILL make as much money.

OK, thanks for that mate & making me feel utterly useless and demoralised. Made my week that. However on the plus side, I have been kind enough to give the tosser 3 strikes, so if I hear that same sentence once more, the immortal words that will then follow from me will be....

"why don't you just fucking do it then mate and stop just moaning about it?"  

Granted, after Thursday I had pretty much gone into the very much 'past caring' stage & couldn't give a monkeys fuck either way what he did. Time will tell just how that will pan out of the next few weeks.

So then we have the Easter weekend to contend with. Friday, I spent the day building and fitting a base for Mumsies new shed on her allotment, Came back Saturday with OH and his big ole' van and we very kindly erected said very cheap and nasty shed for her.

What did we get today? A phone call stating the door hadn't been fitted properly.

Thanks Mum. Really appreciated that too.

So then we get to my whinge for today.

Over the last few months there have been 'issues' with various neighbours regarding the access lane that runs beside my house.

This lane belongs to NONE of them, but they are all whinging like fuckers about who's blocking it, restricting access & he said she said and all the other bollocks that normally happens with these sorts of things.

Funny thing is I'VE done my homework & the land in question belongs to a local housing association. No one has permission to have access over it and if they continue arguing and getting said housing association involved they will stop everyone using it and all will be fucked and unable to use it.

Today has been funny;

We've had rage

anger

threats

tears

and all sorts of utter stupidity all of which can be cured easily enough by people just being polite & courteous to their fellow man. 

That isn't going to happen as long as I have a hole in my arse, so from now on I am just going to sit back, sip my vodka & just laugh at them all acting like a bunch of fucking kids.

Give me strength!

 

 

 

The pro's & cons of having pets.

Today is a milestone in my adult life.

For the first time that I can remember, I have no pets, at all.

The reason being, we lost Tiggy Woo today after a battle with various things wrong with her. 

I am utterly mortified that once again, just before my birthday we are full of woe and grief at the loss of a beloved furry.

I will miss the little 'face like a smacked arse' for many a reason...

The fact that even though she had been through a really tough time before coming here she soon settled in, even with a big dafty black labrador flolloping about.

Even after we lost her sister she didn't let that get her down, or when we lost DB the labrador last year she even, much to out amazement took on the characteristics of the pair of them becoming noisy (like Schmoo) Begging for food like DB, and generally being an absolute sweetheart until today, when we finally had to admit defeat and help her knowing it was only going downhill from here with regards to her health.

I wasn't with her when she went in, which in some ways I will regret forever but in some ways I am grateful for. 

So to Simon, such a loving furry daddy thank you

& to Tiggy, I will miss you as I do already & the house will now be deathly silent for quite some time.

Sleep well Tiggy, DB & Schmoo are there for you now hun xxx

05/03/2012

Am I that much of a miserable turd?

This evening I have found myself so wound up about something so ridiculously petty I've mentally slapped myself around the back of the head for being such a plank.

Bearing in mind OH is currently working nights so not having his very calming influence (namely him telling me I am being an utter plank) doesn't help.

So what was it? Bloody farcebook & the fact that the gene pool is obviously much in need of a lot more chlorine.

I have actually been keeping away from both twitter & Farcebook this week, just because I am in fact in a very anti-social mood right now & no one really needs to be inflicted with me being & grumpy cunt.

I am now improving but will probably hide a few days more just to make sure I don't bite anyone's head off and shit down their neck.

So I shall leave it there, stop being such a bitch & leave the absolute 'lack of common sense twats' to themselves to get hacked left right and bloody centre.

Or in other words:

"fuck'em"

 

 

I really am quite shit TBH

I'm here!

Figured I should really show my face (as such) and try in some vague way to update how life's going.

After reading back a few posts, here's the quick catch up on errr latest posts.

Broadband issue turned out to be a dodgy router,

The arseface of a job I quit in the end,

Got another job of which I am very happy doing,

Pretty much covers the past few months in a nutshell.

So the only new thing I really need to share is the fact that us two reprobates here will be getting married this year with a bit of luck.

And I for one, cant wait!

And......

It went down again this afternoon. FFS

Broadband update.

It's was working again this morning.

Mutters profusely