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Date: 10 November 2004 18:56:32
In very similar vein to deeleea's post of today, yesterday my lodger left home. It's been such a long, tortuous process, her trying to buy this flat, and I feel like I went through every drama with her. It feels really really strange - she'd been her 3.5 years (only about 3 months less than I've been here), and although I was really looking forward to having the place to myself and always really enjoyed my space when she was on holiday, this feels, well, *different* to when she was on holiday. That sounds like I was desperate to get rid of her - not at all, she was lovely and gorgeous and we shared lots of nursing horror stories and (like dee and Bliss) stories of singular woe, and there were times when she *just knew* the right thing to say. This is going to take a bit of getting used to. I visited her at the new flat yesterday evening and took a load of stuff over that she'd forgotten to pack, she was so happy in the new place I was really chuffed for her, I think this is going to be so good for her. But my goodness the house is quiet now. *sigh*
In other news, the Agenda for Change training continued today (and for the rest of the week), having had a normal day at work yesterday. Well, I say normal, a child protection case conference meant it was more draining than a usual day, but you know what I mean. Anyway, I managed to make it to the Cathedral almost in time for Morning Prayer and Eucharist - I didn't quite make it in time for the start so by the time I'd figured where I had to sit they were all in mid-flow so I just sat as near as I could as I didn't want to disturb them. Actually that was really good for me - I couldn't hear all of it, but the gentle quiet mumblings of the faithful immediately helped me to be calm, though as I'm finding being still such a challenge at the moment, that immediate calm meant that I was almost immediately in tears. Oops. I followed them all to the chapel for Eucharist, where I was the only woman, which felt a bit odd, though not in a way that bothered me. And it was definitely a brilliant way to start the day. I must find out if the church round the corner does early weekday Morning Prayer, if I could do something like that a couple of times a week before work I think I'd feel a lot calmer before the madness of the day commences.
The training is exhausting. We're supposed to be offering a day a week from now until May next year to do the A4C job matching and evaluating, as part of the whole pay rebanding thing. But it's such a huge amount of work, the trainers (and we) think that will be woefully inadequate. We'll still be giving a day a week each, but we'll still be going in 3 years' time at this rate (by which time I'll be long gone). But although it will be hard work it will be a good experience for me - whether I stay in health visiting or apply for the PhD, this type of evaluation process will be a really good thing to put on the CV. My only dilemma is that we have some "homework", which was supposed to have been done last week. In my defence, the stuff they emailed me turned up so badly formatted that I could do nothing with it, so I only got a paper version a couple of days ago. Because of Russian and helping lodger move, I've (surprise) not done it, and other people are telling me it takes between 6-8 hours. Which I need to have done by tomorrow morning. So it's perfect timing to be going to the pub tonight for my friend's birthday (haven't seen friend for months as he's been working in the States, so really can't (and don't want to) miss out on this). So I'll have to wing it tomorrow, good job I've had lots of practice at that :)
I bought my friend some chutney laced with mead for his birthday. I hope he likes it - I'd be so chuffed if someone bought something like that for me.