Those of you who were with me around 18 months ago may remember my asking a magic 8-ball about the future of my job. It successfully predicted that I would be losing the job I was doing at the time and that Rat would be getting it. I think it also predicted that I would get the job I now have, although it was incorrect in that prediction since I got it not through the interview I had then but through a temping job I got later.
Well, I suppose it should have been no surprise to me when, having asked the 8-ball if (a) the roof would get fixed and (b) the boiler would get fixed on that particular day, and the 8-ball saying "absolutely not" and "forget about it", that things wouldn't go too smoothly.
The roof isn't fixed and when it will get fixed is very unknown. I'm waiting for the insurance company to improve the new work schedule, but the contractors won't be putting in a new work schedule until they've taken photos tomorrow (which surely they could have got yesterday or today). So at the earliest approval will be tomorrow afternoon despite assurances earlier in the week that the work schedule would be completed by yesterday. Assuming it does actually get approved (I can't see that it won't, and if it doesn't I will be mighty pissed since I could have got my own builder in and done by now) we then have to wait for decent weather. I have been assured that we won't be "at the back of the queue". While I know we won't have to be there for the work to take place I would rather be there to ensure it all goes smoothly. So I'm hoping that it will be able to be done when we have time off next week. It'll mean another week with an occasionally leaky roof, but since it's been several weeks already one more week for convenience won't hurt.
The boiler is a little closer to being fixed. The gasman came again today but still had the wrong circuitboard. He phoned up the manufacturers, as he had the day before, and this time got a sensible response. The person from the manufacturer described the problem perfectly and said "you need a new circuitboard". After telling him the two circuitboards he'd got he was then told the correct part number. So tomorrow, after five, someone will be coming round to install a new circuitboard. He even promised that he'd come round himself if he had to, despite tomorrow being his day off. So I'm hoping all will be well tomorrow. I'll be leaving at 3pm to ensure someone is home.
Despite all the hassle I'm remarkably calm and non-stressed. I guess it's because I know it's out of my hands.
This week has also been a rather stressful week at work. I have been working on helping to put together a tender. Not only is this the first real tender I've worked on but it's also a massive and complicated one. At first it was really really bothering me and last Friday I was ready to scream. This week hasn't been so bad because I feel a little more in control and that I know what I'm doing. While I've been complaining about it bitterly all week, I plan to tell my boss that "actually, it's been okay" because I do like this kind of work and it's nice to be involved in the higher level stuff. I've been thanked by one of our partners and had the lilting tones of our London-based tender expert calming me down. It's almost been rather nice. And, in fact, getting the CMS that I'm working on configured properly has almost been more hassle and stressful (if more enjoyable).
It is Atlantis and Lost night tonight so I fully intend to submerse myself in TV watching and wrapping up in blankets on the sofa, after a nice bolognaise supper. I can enjoy the little luxuries at least.
I wonder if I should ask the magic 8-ball if dinner will be nice tonight... but I suppose that will be tempting fate. I'm really beginning to get superstitious about this magic 8-ball. And if there is one thing I've never been (except perhaps in jest) it is superstitious.
Well, I suppose it should have been no surprise to me when, having asked the 8-ball if (a) the roof would get fixed and (b) the boiler would get fixed on that particular day, and the 8-ball saying "absolutely not" and "forget about it", that things wouldn't go too smoothly.
The roof isn't fixed and when it will get fixed is very unknown. I'm waiting for the insurance company to improve the new work schedule, but the contractors won't be putting in a new work schedule until they've taken photos tomorrow (which surely they could have got yesterday or today). So at the earliest approval will be tomorrow afternoon despite assurances earlier in the week that the work schedule would be completed by yesterday. Assuming it does actually get approved (I can't see that it won't, and if it doesn't I will be mighty pissed since I could have got my own builder in and done by now) we then have to wait for decent weather. I have been assured that we won't be "at the back of the queue". While I know we won't have to be there for the work to take place I would rather be there to ensure it all goes smoothly. So I'm hoping that it will be able to be done when we have time off next week. It'll mean another week with an occasionally leaky roof, but since it's been several weeks already one more week for convenience won't hurt.
The boiler is a little closer to being fixed. The gasman came again today but still had the wrong circuitboard. He phoned up the manufacturers, as he had the day before, and this time got a sensible response. The person from the manufacturer described the problem perfectly and said "you need a new circuitboard". After telling him the two circuitboards he'd got he was then told the correct part number. So tomorrow, after five, someone will be coming round to install a new circuitboard. He even promised that he'd come round himself if he had to, despite tomorrow being his day off. So I'm hoping all will be well tomorrow. I'll be leaving at 3pm to ensure someone is home.
Despite all the hassle I'm remarkably calm and non-stressed. I guess it's because I know it's out of my hands.
This week has also been a rather stressful week at work. I have been working on helping to put together a tender. Not only is this the first real tender I've worked on but it's also a massive and complicated one. At first it was really really bothering me and last Friday I was ready to scream. This week hasn't been so bad because I feel a little more in control and that I know what I'm doing. While I've been complaining about it bitterly all week, I plan to tell my boss that "actually, it's been okay" because I do like this kind of work and it's nice to be involved in the higher level stuff. I've been thanked by one of our partners and had the lilting tones of our London-based tender expert calming me down. It's almost been rather nice. And, in fact, getting the CMS that I'm working on configured properly has almost been more hassle and stressful (if more enjoyable).
It is Atlantis and Lost night tonight so I fully intend to submerse myself in TV watching and wrapping up in blankets on the sofa, after a nice bolognaise supper. I can enjoy the little luxuries at least.
I wonder if I should ask the magic 8-ball if dinner will be nice tonight... but I suppose that will be tempting fate. I'm really beginning to get superstitious about this magic 8-ball. And if there is one thing I've never been (except perhaps in jest) it is superstitious.
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