Friday, September 22, 2006

New job is fine, but I’ve decided to get the earlier train every day. This means getting up at 6.50, and dressing and putting on makeup in near darkness to avoid waking Steve, who called me an old goat last week for stomping around and turning the radio on. We did discuss sleeping in separate rooms but the thought was too horrible to take seriously.

Three signs that I need more sleep

Had panicked dreams that I’d slept through my alarm, had to climb over a shaky, spider-covered fence to get into the office, and that I fainted on the train.

Approaching the ticket barriers at Kings Cross, I took my house keys out of my bag, instead of my train ticket. (Told Steve and apparently he does this all the time. He also tries to get into his office building with our house keys, and into our house with his work swipe card, on a weekly basis.)

Drinking coffee at my desk, I missed my mouth and hurled coffee all over my chin. It’s one way to wake up, I suppose.

Update: new job is still OK, but sometimes, like when I send something to print five times and it STILL DOES NOT PRINT, I want to cry and beat my fists against the printer/person standing near the printer/myself. I know I sound like I’m 85, but isn’t technology supposed to make our lives easier? Spending an hour transferring files, repeatedly, to an FTP site does not make my life easier. Think from now on I’ll work with a pencil and paper.

1 comment:

rachel said...

sorry things are so stressful. printer woes are so frustrating! I always click "print" 1,000 times if it doesn't come out immediately and, when/if it finally prints, end up with gobs of copies that tie up the machine.

remember when I really did faint on the train? I wouldn't suggest it. it's horrible.