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Spent a great couple of hours last night and in the week sorting out some graphics off a new cd I bought to enhance the web pages for the ‘Secret Project’.
As a visual person I needed to see some evidence of the work I have been quietly putting in and so we commenced in earnest last night.
It’s a good feeling seeing something tangible.
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It’s been a really funny week and I have to say I’m so glad it’s the weekend and I’m home now.
I didn’t go in to work on Thursday as I felt completely out of sorts, but in general I’ve quite enjoyed the tasks I’ve been given this week.
I tend to be given all the ‘clean up’ jobs to do, checking spreadsheets of information against files, computer records etc. And, actually I enjoy doing that. It’s probably because I take ownership of that job and I have a purpose to the day.
It would be so easy to stretch out the work but I’m not like that and I don’t like having to keep asking for work to do.
For some reason, perhaps because I’ve become a familiar part of the office now, more people are engaging me in conversation and giggles. So that’s been good too.
I did have a bit of a ‘problem’ yesterday though. I’ve found that as I get older let’s just say that my deodorant doesn’t always work effectively. Do I need to embellish that?
It must be linked to them smashing little chaps, hormones. Somebody was having a real laugh when they landed women with them!
I find that I am constantly having to switch around brands, but it is usually connected with that other fantastic womanly thing, time of the month.
It was in the afternoon, the sun was shining through the window by my desk and it was actually quite warm. I had my cardigan on and took a loo break. In the toilet I realised that I wasn’t as fresh as I could be. I had to ditch the cardigan and freshen up the armpits.
I was mortified. I had been wandering around the office all afternoon wafting my wares around. I walked back in with the offensive cardigan rolled up and looked for signs of disgust on people’s faces.
There were none. I’m just hoping that I had a super sensitive nose yesterday and it wasn’t as bad as I thought.
But then I also thought were they saying ‘crikey did anyone smell her’ when I went out of the room.
I’ll never know and maybe it’s best left that way.
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