Itâ€™s odd, what sets me off to blogging. I had to take the morning off work as there was a workman from Bobâ€™s Plumbing (no joke, that is the companyâ€™s name!) coming round to do something technical to the boiler here at Meadow Towers. Non-urgent work, but work that had to get done before the cold weather comes back â€“ knowing my luck if they werenâ€™t looked into now the repairs would become urgent just when we were starting to freeze in our beds. *1*
Now I am so completely snowed under at work at the moment (the Energizer Bunny has had no admin for the past nine monthsâ€¦ The resulting backlog and mess has to be seen to be believed) that I canâ€™t really afford to take a morning off, but then again Moose was even more unable to take the morning off, so I had to do it. I quite enjoyed the extra hour in bed 😀 I had all these grand plans of what I was going to do this morning as well â€“ I would catch up on emails, I would write some content for the poor blog (I have been neglecting it of late, sorry), I wouldâ€¦ Oh, all kinds of things.
Do I get any of it done? No, of course not. For starters I am incapable of â€˜catching upâ€™ with emails. Some things are never gonna happen, no matter how much we may want them to. Blog posts? Donâ€™t be silly. Part of the problem was that Bob the Plumber spent a fair amount of time drilling holes into the wall between my room and the boiler cupboard â€“ hardly conducive to nice computing. The other part of the problem was, well, day time TV. Much though it sucks, I still ended up spending my precious morning off loafing on the sofa watching crap on Freeview. So I got nothing blogged.
Then what happens â€“ Iâ€™m sitting in work surrounded by enough piles of paper that it looks like Iâ€™m building a fort around my desk and I get all inspired. Bollocks.
Luckily Iâ€™m able to fire up Outlook and write myself an email with the germ of the idea in it, but I do find it very hard to just leave things at the â€˜germâ€™. Once I get an idea, I like to sit down and just write till the idea is done. I can leave it at the final polishing stage easily, but anything less and I get all antsy. I donâ€™t like leaving things half finished and on top of that I am petrified that when I get back to something half-written, I wonâ€™t be able to finish it off. That the muse will have deserted me (this has happened on more than one occasion).
Aw crap. I clearly really need to get me a job where I can write for a living. The more and more I think about it, the more and more that sounds like a wonderful job. Not journalism â€“ the whole sniffing out stories thing has never appealed â€“ butâ€¦ something. The dream, dream? Get a gig like Carry in â€œSex in the Cityâ€ and write a newspaper column (or, ok blog if you insist) about something that interests me, or failing that my life, and that pays enough to keep me in the style to which I would like to become accustomed.
Failing that, I would love to be an editorâ€¦
Anything but what I am doing and what I have the qualifications for, basically.
Anyone got any ideas how I can make this dream a reality? I would be really, really grateful! Make you a Minion and everything 😀
*1* Meadow Towers is lovely, just really badly insulated. In the winter it is freezing to the point of being able to see your breath if we donâ€™t have the heating on full blast. In the summer it can get sweltering to the point itâ€™s hotter inside than it is outside. Other than that, and the lack of outside space, and the no-pets thing, it is a dream apartment.Back