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Mother's Day sucks...

Well, that's probably a bit too dramatic, but really, unless you're one of those mums whose family are big into Mother's Day, it's basically just a day of watching other mums show how much they are loved through cards and presents and outings.

Mother's Day for me now is kind of more a day to get through than a day to celebrate. I can only imagine what it would be like for a mother whose child had died, however long ago.

My complaints are small in comparison and honestly, I did think twice before posting this, I guess, though my experiences pale in comparison to others, they remain my experiences.

First there's that whole, will Erik acknowledge me on Mother's Day. He did the first year he was out, but then not last year. That would be fine except that he has no problem remembering Father's Day. That sucks.

Then there is that thing with me all but buying my own Mother's Day presents - and it's not all about the presents, I know, but still a little…

Mid-week mumble...

Just checking in because I haven't posted in a little bit. Nothing much to report I guess, or maybe just nothing I think would be scintillating reading.

I had my contract renewed. So, that's another 12 months. Still not permanent, but I'll take 12 months over having to look for another job, just yet.

There was a really good NDIS advocacy job going, working on policy and working close with government. I guess I could have gone for it, but I want to get more than 12 months in one position onto my resume.

Also, I don't know if I want to continue to work in the disability sector. I love advocating, and I love the networking with people who really want to make a change in other people's lives for the positive, but, I don't know if I want to do this long term.

That being said, with the government releasing a whole bunch of free TAFE courses, one of them being in disability services, I'm tempted to maybe do that to flesh out my resume a bit more. Still, I should p…

The other end..

I was stuck on a bus last week. It took 45 minutes to get from one bus stop to another at one point. It should have taken about two minutes.

Everyone on the bus was quiet except a man who had some kind of mental illness. He was mumbling to himself incessantly, occasionally speaking a few coherent words together. Every ten minutes of so he'd yell out, 'Why is this bus taking too long, I want to go home, I'm getting very angry.'

I jumped each and every time and seriously worried he might get up and start punching people. It was a stressful ride.

Afterwards, I heard a lot of people complaining about the delays all over the place. I also complained.

Then it dawned on me. The cause of the great delays was an accident on Eastlink between a truck and motorbike. Take a minute to absorb that information. At the time I was sitting on the bus getting frustrated that it was taking such a long time to get to my destination and putting me in the position of being concerned about thi…

No physical explanations...

Went to see my ophthalmologist on Saturday. Explained how my vision seems to have deteriorated a fair bit over the past couple of years. He does what tests he can do. (there was refraction test he couldn't do because my pupils were too contracted - in a darkened room, mind you)

Anyway, he tells me there is no physical reason my vision should be deteriorating or that I would be suffering from glare.

He also tells me my measurements haven't changed since the last appointment a couple of years ago, I still have 6/120 vision.

Funny thing... Back in 1990 I had 6/36 vision, and then back in 2009 I had 6/60 vision. So, now I have 6/120 vision and yet my vision is the same as it has been for years, apparently.

This is the problem I always have. The structures remain the same, but the vision is still affected in the negative. This has me thinking. When I was very little I could see from both eyes, then when I was about three, they discovered I could no longer see from my left eye - I m…

Man, I'm getting old...

So, I just realised my last two posts were pretty much about the same thing. It was one of those, 'Tell me if I've told you this one...' moments. Break out the Zimmer frame and tea cosies. But seriously, I need to check what I wrote about last before starting a new post.

I was at our main office on Tuesday. That place is so pretty now that it has been renovated. I'd love to work from there (also, it's a lot closer to home). Anyway, I ran into our General Manager - she is such a lovely person, and I'm not just saying that because she's my boss' boss.

Being the person I am, of course, I'm not at all intimidated by authority (maybe I should be). I will speak to our CEO just as casually as I do the colleagues in my pod (okay, I wouldn't tell him what my kids did over the weekend, but you know what I mean). Because of this, I think the higher ups feel comfortable around me, just as I do around them. I kind of helps that half the time I don't even…
You know how I said it looked like I'd secured my position here? Yes, well maybe not so much. About ten days ago, I was called into my manager's office and told that they were having to economise (and I know why, so that wasn't just a story), and my job was one under review. Of course, I freaked (not in the office), because, well who wants to be looking for a job, like ever?

I was told it was performance based insomuch as there wasn't any evidence I was bringing in new clients. Well, duh, that's because there is no way to measure how many clients I'm bringing in new clients.

Here's the thing though, once I've sold our services, they go through the national call centre and then get processed to our office and no one actually knows where they come from. Service providers such as the OTs and the O&Ms can show their new clients, but they get them through the national call centre where no one knows where those new clients come from. See what I'm sayi…