First day of work

Aside from the fact that I had to feed my headache some aspirine on a regular basis, my first day of work went really well! I got thrown before the lions (as the dutch say). Hardly any time to slowly get used to my new job, explore the different work methods, get to know my colleagues in a meaningful way, install my computer just the way I want it... Nope, just got to work as quickly as possible with a maximum amount of urgency. It works for me! Though halfway the afternoon I was surrounded by different piles of paper realizing that making priorties is going to be a big part of this job. But I like the setting, and I like the colleagues so far, and am glad to get my head working again.

Frustration oozing out of every pore

It's 10.15 p.m. I still have to iron some clothes for my first day of work tomorrow. I spent the day picking up Marinda from my brothers place, (got lost on the way due to the wonderful navigator crashing down), picking up Tristans coat from my sisters place (he left it there last time we went to visit), going to an awefully boring church service, cooking, doing laundry, doing dishes, cleaning up after everybody and hearing the kids whine about how much work we make them do (as if!!). I'm nervous about work tomorrow, I am angry at myself for not fitting my clothes, tired of Herman being tired and I didn't get enough sleep. And I forgot to inject Tristan which means I have to get up extra early to do it tomorrow morning.
So no wonder frustration is oozing out of every pore. I came back from bringing back my father in laws car (was so pissed at myself for leaving it until this late!). I saw the trampoline and decided to have a nice long jump on it. I did, and even enjoyed it, but unfortunately I didn't manage to jump away my frustrations. I don't think ironing away will work either, but I still have to do it! This is the end of my frustrated tirade.... GOODNIGHT!

Dress

This is me in 1989. Banquet at RVA. Havn't worn a dress like that since my wedding in 1992 (though it was peach colored, not black!). But that is going to change in may. I bought a red silk dress for my sister in laws wedding!

Night terrors

You ever notice how things seem so much worse at night? It was storming awefully last night, I woke up because of it. Hail and thunder and wind whistling around the house. I woke up so much I started worrying instead of sleeping. And worrying at night is never smart because things get so out of proportion.
Last night I worried about Tristan, who is now on his way to Amsterdam to be on a kids tv show (it will be broadcast live, so I get to see him in action. That is, if they bother to point the camera his way!). So I worried the car would crash, he would fall off the bleachers, a camera would hit his head. I worried that they wouldn't let him wear his bandana, his SOS bracelet would get lost, and that he wouldn't make it back safely. Finally I fell back asleep and woke up this morning wondering what on earth was I doing all that worrying for?
I did send him on his way with some extra meds though, and handed him over to a mom that I thought looked responsible. He should have the time of his life being on tv. Always fun to get a look behind the scenes!