Managementvery dangerous
You have to go in tomorrow?
Sprouts should have been cooking for at least three months by now !
Hardly worth going in!
I agree. Me and watches are problematic. Because I cook, I'm always rinsing my hands and I don't take off my watch - so they always get steamed up. After much trial and error I've now bought my second one of these Casio watches (see below). Perfectly waterproof and dead cheap. The first one lasted 3 years before the battery went - it was cheaper to buy another one than replace the batteries!
My husband was told by the very senior naval commander he is currently working with that he didn't need to come in to the office today (Friday). that would have meant he would have needed to have gone into his work's office in Canberra city centre instead. he told me he said something along the lines of ' hell, no. it's easier to escape from here.' he's going into naval command again today. travel time is 20 minutes less, escape time will be much faster because ironically, even Australia does get queues. it seems they just happen when you want to escape from a multi-storey car park though!Lovely sunny day here today, nippy but sunny
Last full working day, have stuff to do but very little enthusiasm to do it, however all 3 directors are in today so need to show willing
My husband had finally come up with what he wants for Christmas as well. after the best part of 20 years without a watch, he wants one again! now I'll have 2 things to keep track of, sorry 3, actually make that 4. he is forever misplacing his wedding ring (having even list the fake ones we purchased to go around the world!), his mobile phone (no we can't always ring it to find it because of the lack of reception in the house, but Facebook alerts work wonders!), his tablet (see fb alerts) and now a watch as well. the problem is that he does not always put them in the same place. me if I take something off, or put it down, then it goes back in the same place of one of two or three locations... he, on the other hand, can put it anywhere and does! and never remembers where
My husband was told by the very senior naval commander he is currently working with that he didn't need to come in to the office today (Friday). that would have meant he would have needed to have gone into his work's office in Canberra city centre instead. he told me he said something along the lines of ' hell, no. it's easier to escape from here.' he's going into naval command again today. travel time is 20 minutes less, escape time will be much faster because ironically, even Australia does get queues. it seems they just happen when you want to escape from a multi-storey car park though!
My husband had finally come up with what he wants for Christmas as well. after the best part of 20 years without a watch, he wants one again! now I'll have 2 things to keep track of, sorry 3, actually make that 4. he is forever misplacing his wedding ring (having even list the fake ones we purchased to go around the world!), his mobile phone (no we can't always ring it to find it because of the lack of reception in the house, but Facebook alerts work wonders!), his tablet (see fb alerts) and now a watch as well. the problem is that he does not always put them in the same place. me if I take something off, or put it down, then it goes back in the same place of one of two or three locations... he, on the other hand, can put it anywhere and does! and never remembers where
I don't get panicky but everything has its place and even when we were living out of a tent on bikes, everything went in a set place in each pannier, rack pack and bar bag. If I wanted something I knew exactly where it was and could easily get it in a few seconds. My OH on the other hand would be unpacking each and every bag until it was found even after 12 months on the road. Something I found and still do find, very hard to live with. I took to memorising where he put things when he was packing that day (usually by discretely watching him) I still do the same. Today he has his wedding ring with him (its not in the house, though this does not mean it isn't in a pocket somewhere, his phone has gone with him (saw him pick it up), the watch is about to be wrapped as a crhistmas present, and his tablet I have moved from underneath a cushion on the sofa (good thing we don't have children - but that is the difference between him and I, I brought my sister and brother up) and I have put it on charge to the right of the TV. Admittedly this now means it is not where he left it (good thing too) and it is in a black case on a black surface in a dark corner, but there is a black USB lead leading to it which would normally be on the wooden floor... these are the things I check. I have a semi-photographic memory in that I can tell you every pothole, grid, manhole cover, white or yellow line, bend, gate, hole in the wall, dangerous tree and everything else of every road I have ever been on whether it be as a passenger, driver or cyclist (or even pedestrian). I can tell you where on a page I read something to within a line or two (not by word count or line count but by the image in my mind - that is where I am different from most and why I refer to it as semi-photographic - numbers are hard for me being dyslexic, but images are surprisingly easy) I am boring that way, and it does and has cost me friends. I learnt a long time ago not to let on to people I meet in person. Online is different (thankfully) and means I can be me much more easily than around people - which is probably why I live rurally with no neighbours, rarely see or talk to people and generally don't socialise much. Tomorrow is going to be a major challenge for me. An informal (works) do (BBQ Christmas party with a major thunderstorm forecast, so outside might not be an option making indoors more crowded) at a diplomat's house in the capital city in the 'posh' end of town. HELPI like to know where things are so they have their place in the house, if things are not where they are supposed to be and I cannot find then I get panicky and stress until found, yes that is strange, welcome to my world
