The beginning of this past week was unseasonably warm. I wore a dress to work – no cardigan, jacket or other warm clothing required. Then it rained overnight on Wednesday and the temperatures have plummeted. The heating is on in the flat and I’m curled up on the sofa with Helios under a sweatshirt and blankets.
It’s been a busy week! Monday night Helios and I went to see “The Debt” at the cinema after work. I enjoyed it. Without giving anything away, it’s a film about three Nazi-hunters.
On Wednesday, I organised presents and the presentation for my friend’s retirement at work. On top of this it was “billing week” so I had work coming out of my ears! My friend would do a bill or two and then answer yet another email from someone sending best wishes. As she’d been with the company for over 22 years, she had a lot of well-wishers! I couldn’t tell her off though, at least she was able to help: my receptionist who is as dumb as a box of rocks is unable to do any part of billing.
After work on Wednesday we trooped over to the pub for my friend’s retirement party. I advised against it, but she bought food for all of us that night. She’s a painfully generous woman and I’ve appreciated her making me feel welcome at the company. I’ll miss her. For the moment, however, I’m living in denial that she’s gone. She’s going on holiday to Las Vegas in the next week or two so I’ll make sure to get the full story upon her return…
Thursday at work was just as busy as every other day. After work I saw T & L again. I meet up with this couple of friends regularly throughout the year but this time was the first since Dad’s death. When we get together we meet at T’s house and she makes the first two courses. L and I take it in turns to bring desserts or wine. This time I brought a dark Belgian chocolate cake and a coffee cake. I had a lovely evening. It was the first time I’ve met the girls since Dad’s death and they suggested that we three get together and do something to commemorate Dad’s life – whatever I want to do. You just can’t beat friends like that, eh? I’m contemplating their offer…
As you may remember, I have very vivid dreams. Thursday night I dreamt I was in the house that Dad built for his second wife. I was standing in the kitchen looking down the hall. Helios walked from my old bedroom to the bathroom wearing a white and blue striped dressing gown. Then Dad walked from his bedroom to the kitchen. He was carrying a baby-sized me. There was no doubt in my mind that the baby was me. I was watching him kiss me and coochy-coochy-coo my baby-sized chin. I felt as if Dad was forgiving me for all those things I feel guilty about – moving to England, not seeing him often, not ringing him often, etc. I woke up with a smile on my face – something I’ve not done for a while. It was a cathartic experience but I have cried quite a bit since.
Fridays are always a bit of a relief at the office. I had quite a lot to do again and so arrived very early. My line manager was on holiday this week so I did over 42 hours this week and am looking forward to relaxing. Once again I was unable to give my receptionist any work because it would take too much time to explain. Luck for me, I was given a trainee accountant to help. It’s good because I got through twice what I could have by myself. It was bad because 1) it’s painfully obvious that our receptionist’s job will need to change now that my friend has retired and I don’t know if my receptionist will manage; 2) it’s painfully obvious that our trainee didn’t have enough to do this week. I don’t know if that’s indicative of something a bit more ominous?
I was meant to see the England football game against Montenegro with the neighbours last night but they’ve obviously forgotten – no one was home. Helios and I listened to it on the radio. Between you and me, I’m relieved I wasn’t with the neighbours last night. They have a three year old little girl who is lovely but, as I’m just a hair north of exhaustion, I was glad to be able to relax at home!
My line manager is back at the office next week and I have Monday off as holiday. I’ll be spending time with a friend I used to work with. We’re going to London and having some spa treatments near Knightsbridge. So after some pampering, I’ve suggested we take tea at Fortnum & Mason and do a bit of Christmas shopping.
Then Tuesday morning I have a doctor’s appointment with the specialist that cleaned out my endometriosis in 2008. I’m really looking forward to it. I have a list of symptoms to discuss with him.
I do hope the next few weeks will be a bit less frantic!