It' s a work night...
It's a strange work night though in that we aren't actually doing anything. There is an upgrade of the phone system going on and, as I work in a call-centre, that means threre are no phone calls to worry about. So far the majority of the evening has been taken up with various kinds of sport.
We started off with a simple game of catch which appealed to my passion for baseball but this quickly escalated into a game of soccer. It accidentally came out that I'm not the sports philistine everyone has me down as. I admitted that I had spent some time as a goalie for the school soccer team when I was younger. The guys are now playing cricket and badminton - no I'm not joking - it's amazing what you can accomplish in a call-centre! I'll rejoin them in a minute but I felt the need to blog. So here I am, being paid to listen to music and jot down my thoughts!!
I called Pauline this morning to chat about the house and how the mortgage was going. It turns out that the survey happened about 2 weeks ago so I should have had the report back by now. I immediately called Wayne who said he'd chase it up. It turns out it was an oversight on the behalf of the mortgage provider and they will get the report out to me as soon as possible. I also found out what they meant by "going to offer" and it's a no-brainer, basically it means that they are going to offer me a mortgage.
I have to drop my bank statements off in the morning and everything should be covered.
The absolute highlight of the night so far has been our trip to ASDA. I managed to pick up a bag of my beloved cherries and I thought I was going to have to do without for a few days.
Quote of the day: "the phrase dry hump is now burned in my mind thanks to you" Colonel Roberts
Today's word: FISH*
Today's Mood: Enthusiastic
*this is the current doctrine being forced upon people by the company and its' inclusion here should be taken with a LARGE pinch of salt
Updatey
Well the statements are dropped off so now it's just a matter of waiting. Usually this could have waited til tonight but I have things to say and it's as good a start as any.
I was hit by another wave of this weird emotional crap I'm going through again in the car. I think I'm exhausted and maybe I should see a doctor about it. The last thing I need at this moment in time is to be put on the sick - I have too much to lose right now. I'm hoping that the big changes coming my way are going to snap me out of it. I'll be master of my domain (not that I'm not allowed a large amount of freedom here) and I'll be awake at the normal time. The horizon is looking sun-kissed but at this very moment I'm on the dark side of the moon. It's not like I'm depressed, I just feel empty and numb. I'm in a catch 22 and that's easy for me to recognise - I won't feel good about myself until I get some female attention but god knows I won't get any female attention until I feel good about myself. Put like that it's so clinical and this is deeply personal stuff but it's who I am right now and there's no point trying to bury it under a heap of pleasantries.
Anyway, nuff said - I'm off to bed
It's a strange work night though in that we aren't actually doing anything. There is an upgrade of the phone system going on and, as I work in a call-centre, that means threre are no phone calls to worry about. So far the majority of the evening has been taken up with various kinds of sport.
We started off with a simple game of catch which appealed to my passion for baseball but this quickly escalated into a game of soccer. It accidentally came out that I'm not the sports philistine everyone has me down as. I admitted that I had spent some time as a goalie for the school soccer team when I was younger. The guys are now playing cricket and badminton - no I'm not joking - it's amazing what you can accomplish in a call-centre! I'll rejoin them in a minute but I felt the need to blog. So here I am, being paid to listen to music and jot down my thoughts!!
I called Pauline this morning to chat about the house and how the mortgage was going. It turns out that the survey happened about 2 weeks ago so I should have had the report back by now. I immediately called Wayne who said he'd chase it up. It turns out it was an oversight on the behalf of the mortgage provider and they will get the report out to me as soon as possible. I also found out what they meant by "going to offer" and it's a no-brainer, basically it means that they are going to offer me a mortgage.
I have to drop my bank statements off in the morning and everything should be covered.
The absolute highlight of the night so far has been our trip to ASDA. I managed to pick up a bag of my beloved cherries and I thought I was going to have to do without for a few days.
Quote of the day: "the phrase dry hump is now burned in my mind thanks to you" Colonel Roberts
Today's word: FISH*
Today's Mood: Enthusiastic
*this is the current doctrine being forced upon people by the company and its' inclusion here should be taken with a LARGE pinch of salt
Updatey
Well the statements are dropped off so now it's just a matter of waiting. Usually this could have waited til tonight but I have things to say and it's as good a start as any.
I was hit by another wave of this weird emotional crap I'm going through again in the car. I think I'm exhausted and maybe I should see a doctor about it. The last thing I need at this moment in time is to be put on the sick - I have too much to lose right now. I'm hoping that the big changes coming my way are going to snap me out of it. I'll be master of my domain (not that I'm not allowed a large amount of freedom here) and I'll be awake at the normal time. The horizon is looking sun-kissed but at this very moment I'm on the dark side of the moon. It's not like I'm depressed, I just feel empty and numb. I'm in a catch 22 and that's easy for me to recognise - I won't feel good about myself until I get some female attention but god knows I won't get any female attention until I feel good about myself. Put like that it's so clinical and this is deeply personal stuff but it's who I am right now and there's no point trying to bury it under a heap of pleasantries.
Anyway, nuff said - I'm off to bed
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