Optimisim can be bad for your health.
So, survived the weekend's puppy-wrangling. In spite of all I wrote Cassie is quite lovely and I think 'Never again' will quickly fade back to 'I want a god!' as soon as the baby bitemarks and scratches on my hands fade. Unfortunately I failed to get any photos due to the exceedingly clever manuever of leaving my memory card in the card reader. Oops! Will post some of Mum's pics instead.
Now back at work and feel like I'm about to step into the whirlwind. I already knew that next month was going to be manic as it's the height of annual report season and I have a big illustration project due smack bang in the middle of it as well. But it's looking like the build-up has already begun, and the amount of work I need to clear off in the next couple of weeks is actually increasing by the minute. Looks like I may have 6 weeks of 10-15 hour days and weekends on overtime coming up.
On top of this I need to complete 2 Open University courses (poetry and physics), sort the garden (involves a LOT of digging - anyone know any gardeners/odd job types?), finish cataloging all my old photography (half of it is in the garage now so need to get it in before damp strikes), keep up with the writing while it's still feeling good, and actually start getting to the gym either before or after work. And spend some time sitting in the sun doing nothing because sod it, this may be all the summer we get this year and there's no way I'm going to miss it!
I'm probably asking for trouble because I am absolutely determined this time round that I'm going to keep my social life alive - or at least on life support - throughout all this business. I've got way too good at turning hermit when things get busy and I'm not sure it actually does me any good in the long run.
Current plan of attack is:
Friday (15th): Star Trek (work anti-girlie night)
Saturday (16th): Wendyhouse (with cocktails and horsewomen)
Tuesday & Wednesday (19-20th): in Leicester to help June play with sledgehammers and chainsaws
Thursday(21st): Bookclub
Sunday (24th) Bank holiday doings (and Jacqui's birthday)
And then it all turns a bit hazy as I am not good at anything more than a couple of weeks ahead.
All of this is probably a bit too much (considering those 15 hour workdays, etc, etc) and something is likely to give... possibly me. But as I am cursed with optimism I am going to blithely assume I'll handle it all and even make proper plans for a social life throughout June as well.
So what is coming up on the going-out scene? Anything I definitely ought to make it to? Big things, small things, gig things, party things, fancy-going-to-the-pub things? I figure if I actually make plans now I can make sure I do get out occasionally... if not I'll blink and it will be July already!
And back to the rockface I go. (Well, the graphics tablet, but it's much the same thing on a sunny afternoon...)
Now back at work and feel like I'm about to step into the whirlwind. I already knew that next month was going to be manic as it's the height of annual report season and I have a big illustration project due smack bang in the middle of it as well. But it's looking like the build-up has already begun, and the amount of work I need to clear off in the next couple of weeks is actually increasing by the minute. Looks like I may have 6 weeks of 10-15 hour days and weekends on overtime coming up.
On top of this I need to complete 2 Open University courses (poetry and physics), sort the garden (involves a LOT of digging - anyone know any gardeners/odd job types?), finish cataloging all my old photography (half of it is in the garage now so need to get it in before damp strikes), keep up with the writing while it's still feeling good, and actually start getting to the gym either before or after work. And spend some time sitting in the sun doing nothing because sod it, this may be all the summer we get this year and there's no way I'm going to miss it!
I'm probably asking for trouble because I am absolutely determined this time round that I'm going to keep my social life alive - or at least on life support - throughout all this business. I've got way too good at turning hermit when things get busy and I'm not sure it actually does me any good in the long run.
Current plan of attack is:
Friday (15th): Star Trek (work anti-girlie night)
Saturday (16th): Wendyhouse (with cocktails and horsewomen)
Tuesday & Wednesday (19-20th): in Leicester to help June play with sledgehammers and chainsaws
Thursday(21st): Bookclub
Sunday (24th) Bank holiday doings (and Jacqui's birthday)
And then it all turns a bit hazy as I am not good at anything more than a couple of weeks ahead.
All of this is probably a bit too much (considering those 15 hour workdays, etc, etc) and something is likely to give... possibly me. But as I am cursed with optimism I am going to blithely assume I'll handle it all and even make proper plans for a social life throughout June as well.
So what is coming up on the going-out scene? Anything I definitely ought to make it to? Big things, small things, gig things, party things, fancy-going-to-the-pub things? I figure if I actually make plans now I can make sure I do get out occasionally... if not I'll blink and it will be July already!
And back to the rockface I go. (Well, the graphics tablet, but it's much the same thing on a sunny afternoon...)