Lots of developments in my world right now, which for once is no bad thing! Yesterday was the sort of day when I remember that in general, people are not nice and helpful and the dog-eat-dog maxim rules supreme. Twas the office move and I spent from 08.15 to 17.30 moving 4 people from a huge office on the 3rd floor to a rabbit hutch in the basement. I kid you not that not one of them lifted a finger to assist as, being the office manager, that’s my job isn’t it? I have masterminded so many office moves in previous incarnations that in many respects, it wasn’t surprising. Their level of annoyance at having to log off for half an hour whilst IT did the server switch was to be expected as everyone is always manically busy the moment you need to log them off for a short time. The fact that they couldn’t even stomach taking their own desk stuff (pen pot, mousemat in-tray etc) downstairs themselves was again, nothing new. The barrage of complaints as soon as they change rooms: this chair’s crap, why are those boxes stacked there (because we now have 4 cupboards rather than 8, perchance?), the water’s warm (yip, I had to turn the machine off when I unplugged it to move it down 4 flights of stairs) my mobile reception keeps going (you’re in a fucking basement you moron) and I can smell damp (let me repeat, we are underground, in the cellar, yes it’s still Pall Mall but not as you know it!!) were all up there on my long list of ‘irritating complaints when you ask folk to change their environment’.
I was totally relieved to get out at 5.30 and head to my precious Jessica for acupuncture. She managed to decompress me after a day of winding myself up into a tight knot, so I was calm and composed when I got home and made the call to my brother as planned. It was all very revelatory and much like the one I had with my aunt earlier this week. Suffice to say that my brother and I exchanged all our news and discussed the parental situation. I put my point across and he also gave me more insights into what’s going on in their lives at the moment. We spent a good hour chatting and agreed that he would talk to them sometime soon to see if he could get some sense out of them and maybe my brother and I could then meet and start talking through a ‘peace plan’ of sorts. I have mixed feelings as I haven’t forgotten how little support he offered last year (at times he seemed to fan the flames) but we all make mistakes so am happy to let bygones be bygones if it means I can stop the harassment from my mum and dad. Also, as fickle as my brother is, he’s a decent chap and I’d much rather be friends with him than mortal enemies. Let the work commence!!!
Am off to Rye tomorrow (K’s on his way back this eve from Southampton to join me) and I simply can not wait. Much needed R&R after the last few weeks, nay months. Monday I will have to tackle the boredom of job searching and settling into our new cave-like office dwelling but am putting those thoughts firmly away until then!
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