Wonder Years

I’m a little mad with myself!

Those of you who have been on this journey from the start… know that I made a somewhat rash commitment on first of January, to blog about something… anything really (but largely nothing)… every day for a year. It’s kind of my way of showing the world that even without a voice… I wont shut up.

I had not missed a day…even when I struggled to keep my eyes open, was travelling the globe or had nothing to say …I still said something….UNTIL last night !!

You see, I was completely brain dead after all those numbers (do you remember?…1+1=chocolate).  I couldn’t face a screen, let alone write; so I thought I could be sneaky, get up early and squeeze it in this morning  (you see I discovered that WordPress is set to USA time, which effectively buys me a little of the morning to still get it in on the right date) ….but…

I MISSED THE DEADLINE !! … by minutes …

So posting twice today is  my lame attempt to make up for losing 2nd May. Crazy I know … but I told you I was not great with numbers !!

As I have mentioned several times …I am a people person. I am interested and fascinated by all the shades of grey in human nature and by what makes us tick ….. but the flip side of THAT is that I hate numbers with a passion.  You know…. the right and the wrong’…  the positive and the negative…. the blackness and the whiteness of number crunching !!…  They are all completely foreign concepts to me (just ask Mr ’50Something’ about our household budgeting).

So you can imagine my abject horror when I needed to spend my entire day in front of a screen juggling several spreadsheets, chokkablock full of values that didn’t add up .  A slow and painful 9 hours of death by numbers.

My saving grace was the great company and humour of my work-buddy and partner-in-crime (and the stash of leftover Easter chocolate on my desk). We waded through a year’s worth of ledgers and balance sheets that simply didn’t balance  (not a good thing by anyone’s measure)… punctuated by the occasional bout of hysteria as we looked at each other quizzically and asked “why are we doing this again”? and “what does it all mean”? The truth is that in the current climate of state and national audits, and scrutiny on accountability of the public sector … EVERYTHING needs to add up !!

The good news is that by with tenacity of a dog with a bone…, the curiosity of a good ‘who-done-it’…, and more than a small stroke of good fortune….we left feeling buoyed by the fact that the bottom line is looking good,  and that we wont be joining our ex-premier on the unemployment queue…YET! Phew …

Give me a room full of dysfunctional PEOPLE any day!!

Here I sit, curled up with my laptop, fingers poised  and wondering what to start writing ….and suddenly it hit me… in the worst possible way. 

I had just got to thinking I was enjoying the cool nip in the air …The excuse to dust of my favourite hot water bottle, fill it and tuck it in between me and the lounge ready to feel the warmth seep into my bones…

Then instead,  I suddenly had a hot and wet sensation oozing through my pants and making me ..very very uncomfortable ….OUCH!!

I guess everything has a limited life span and sadly rubber is no different… now I best run for the ice packs 😦