Kids can be so brazen!

At the moment, my boss is away on rec leave, which means that he’s got someone else acting in his job while he is away. It also happens to be the end of term 2 school holiday with kids returning to school on Monday, and because of this, for the last 2 weeks, there has been a lot of staff off work looking after their little critters. Fair enough.

Last night, my boss checked in with me and asked if I’d mind her bringing her kids into work today, and I said I didn’t mind, so this morning I was prepared to see 2 kids in the office and when I got into work, there was no boss and no kids.  I messaged my boss and she said she’d be in a tad later than usual. OK.

When she got into work with her 2 kids they were all armed with bags of things to keep them busy while Mum worked.  They bought colouring pencils and books, scribblers, crayons, some toys etc., all designed to keep them busy and out of Mum’s way while she worked.  First up, she had a meeting to attend, so she left her 2 kids in her office and asked me if I’d mind keeping an eye on them while she went to her meeting. I didn’t mind, and no sooner had she left her office, I could hear her kids banging on the whiteboard and playing up.  I had to get up and see what was going on and to just make sure that they were OK and not destroying the joint.

I stepped into the office and found them in front of the whiteboard, using all the different coloured whiteboard pens scribbling ferociously on it while also heavily banging the whiteboard eraser. As I stepped into the office, they spotted me and immediately stopped their activity. I asked them what they were up to, and suddenly Ms6yr old said that they were about to play hangman. She clearly was in charge.

She picked a 4 letter word, which she misspelt, so had her brother and me guessing all over the place. The word was ‘went’ and she spelt it ‘wint’ and when I corrected her and said that it’s spelt with an ‘e’ she almost cried but held it together when I quickly said that it didn’t matter, that she could pick another word and have another go. After the second attempt, they quickly lost interest in their own game! So I got a marker and drew a line right in the middle of the whiteboard and asked them to draw me a picture of something and the best drawer would win.  They looked excited, both sure they’d win over the other, and I left them to it and went back to my desk for a minute.

When I got up and went back into the office, I looked at the whiteboard and they still hadn’t figured out what to draw, so I made some suggestions to help them along. What about drawing a car, a beach scene, a plane, a doll, a…? ‘Ms, can I draw you sitting on a toilet doing a poo…’ said Mr8yr old.’ ‘What?!!! No! That’s disgusting… gross… No!’ I said. ‘I’ll go back to my desk and when I come back I want to see something good on that whiteboard. Remember, best-drawing wins!’ I said.

Meanwhile, my boss returns from her meeting and before she steps into her office, I whispered in her ear and told her what Mr8yr old said.  She had a small internal giggle and walked back into her office. As I sat there, I thought about what to give these kids for a ‘win’. Damn. I had nothing around me fun enough for them to ‘win’. It was lunchtime, so I picked up my handbag and told my boss and the kids that I was off to lunch and that when I get back I’d like to see something good drawn on that whiteboard.  Mr8yr old asked how long was I going to be away for and I said about an hour, and I was sure he didn’t know how long an hour was, lol.

I got back from lunch with 2 sticker colouring books and I walked into the office and saw they were all still in there and I said, ‘OK. Now. Let me see what you’ve drawn on the whiteboard. Hmm. Difficult choice. They’re both really good drawings. Hmm…’ I said as I rubbed my chin with my fingertips. ‘Well, I think it’s a draw and you’re both winners and as you’re both winners you both get a prize!’ I pulled out the sticker books from my handbag and handed it to them.  Both very excited and very happy, and my boss said, ‘Manners children.’ ‘Oh, thank you MsG…’

I went back to my desk and as I got settled in, my boss and kids were getting ready to leave the office for the day and Mr8yr old comes up to me and said, ‘When we come here again, can you buy me a sticker book with animals in it, because I like animals…’ he said.

I couldn’t believe the audacity of this kid!

And I said, ‘Did you know that it is very rude to ask someone to buy you a gift?’

‘Is it? I didn’t know that,’ he said.

‘Well, now you know.’

Doesn’t social media bore you already?

I find it amusing how social media provides us with a platform to showcase the things that interest us while at the same time it’s dumbing us down at every step of the way.

Let’s take a look at Instagram as an example. [1]‘Instagram is a photo and video-sharing social networking service owned by Facebook, Inc.’ Its entire premise is photos, videos and images of various things that beg you to look at it from your phone app, or other electronic device.

Using Instagram means that you end up spending a lot of your time looking at pictures or photos that mean nothing to you, or to anyone else for that matter, that somehow it is meant to magically enhances your life in any shape or form. What nonsense! Nevertheless, we’re all doing it, like mindless robots on ‘press, repeat, repeat.’

I don’t think that in the history of humanity has mankind ever spent so much time looking at someone else’s photos.  Do you? Like, really? What is the benefit of spending so much time in this activity? What do we gain from it? What do others that post photos and videos gain from it?

I understand that there are influencers on Instagram, which get paid to portray themselves as something they believe others want.  People that are making an income from ‘influencing’ other people to look at their photos, of their poses etc., in various clothes, shoes, makeup, hairdos, sceneries, and all sorts of parties and more. What is the addiction that keeps people coming back to look at, yet again, another set of photos and pictures, or maybe videos?

This activity is so mundane that it begs comprehension. It is so dumbing, that it begs us to switch off from social media and try something else that is tangibly very real; like real life maybe, instead of living in an alternate universe in your phones, or your laptops, or your iPads, or whatever it is that you use to look at photos or pictures in.

Now this accounts for a lot of social media apps now available to anyone that is interested.

I remember when looking at photos was a thing we gathered round for as we peered into the photo albumns of others. Now, we have apps that keep us looking at them ‘alone.’

Anyway, right now, I’m struggling to keep my eyes open.






2 April 2019

My day started with a walk around the Queanbeyan river with my dog Pixi. It was a lovely cool 17 degrees when we started our walk this morning, we went from a bridge to bridge around the Molonglo River which was followed by a stop at the Riverside Cafe where I indulged in a hot chocolate served with a marshmallow and a chocolate drop sprinkled with hundreds and thousands. There weren’t that many people around. I guess at the 11th hour of the day what was I to expect?

Pixi not always keen crossing any bridge

We saw a man feeding the black swans with white bread.  It looked like it was something he intended on doing as he had a whole loaf of white bread with him that he unloaded to the swans.  Doesn’t he know you’re not supposed to give white bread to black swans?

From there I drove home and as always Pixi expressed her excitement by squealing her little barks at me while wagging her tale really fast as I drive into my garage. She knows this is home and always welcomes our return here with the same exuberant excitement. The familiarity of home puts her at ease because she suffers from mild anxiety, and when we’re home she feels safe and sound.

After I remove her harness, I look around and I’m bored already, and with boredom comes the urge to eat something just to fill the void, so I grab an early lunch.  I reheat last nights dinner; a piece of salmon and some veg. Now let me tell you, reheating salmon in the microwave is not a good idea. It dries up the outer edges and its succulent flavours from last nights cooking are simply gone, evaporated and dried up from the microwaves. I half ate my salmon with a look of disgust on my face and gave the rest to Pixi, because she is never one to complain when it comes to food.

So I’ve cleaned up the dishes and I take a look at the time and I’m itching to go for a drive somewhere. Where to today?

I drive off anyway, unsure of the directions I’ll take. There are only so many shopping centres around Canberra to take up a part of my day, so as I’m heading north, I’m oscillating on 3 possible destinations, there are more, but I stick with the 3 of them for today. Woden, Canberra city or Belconnen. I’m thinking of my options.  If I go to Canberra city I’ll be pay parking. If I drive to Woden or Belconnen I can get 2hrs free parking, but getting to Woden or Belconnen means the cost of fuel used will equal the cost of the car parking at the Canberra Centre, so with this logic, cough, I’m headed for town.

After I park my car, I take a walk around and enter and exit some stores around the shopping centre and I’m bored shitless already. Fuck me dead! Like really, this is shit. The lunch hour rush of public servants eager to grab a bite in a hurry has come and gone. The place feels empty now. I decide to sit down for a bit of tea and an apple pie at Cherry Bean. I scoff it down as if I’d never eaten pie before. It was sweet but so delicious!

Inside the Canberra Centre.  I had my coffee at the very bottom end of this at Cherry Bean.

I started writing this entry inside Cherry Bean and am now pausing it to continue writing some more once I get back home. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

I’m home. I open the garage door and I hear Pixi squealing and barking at her excitement as she hears me come in.  I have purchased a folder and some plastic sleeves to replace a folder I’ve had since I don’t know, the early 80’s? It was barely holding onto the sleeves and the locking device in the middle was broken. So I set about replacing the old with the new and while I was at it, shredded some of my referee reports from my 20’s! Like who keeps referee reports from that long ago? I guess that would be me. Geesh.

Happy it’s all up to date now.

Just ate a bag of popcorn.  Filling the void again! Arghhh.

What do you do when you’re not employed or perhaps retired from the workforce? How do you pass your day? What do you do?

2018. What it was.

In no specific order.

This time last year I was in Perth with my daughter visiting my brother and his family. It was so much fun. Perth is a lovely city to visit and I highly recommend it to you if you ever want somewhere new to go.

Soon after I returned home from Perth, I was dealing with smoke drift from my neighbours, that was very annoying, and I was getting more annoyed/aggravated by the day, as well as, feeling the same way by my other neighbours’ weird behaviours from the northern side, such as their loud music and chatter and their weird offerings that appear to be kind offerings on the surface, but are offered in the hopes that I’ll refuse them. So, it’s not really a kind offer, is it? It’s more them trying to convey the idea that they are cordially social and kind, but not really, if you know what I mean? Weirdos!

Subsequently, over the last few months, I’ve distanced myself from them.

I purchased a ceiling fan, which I’m so grateful for! Let me tell you that on a hot night, a ceiling fan is a lot better than running the aircon and a lot cheaper to run!

I went to many Meetup events along the way; brunches, coffee & cake, movies and walks. I’ve met a lot of people this past year, and it’s been a very slow process of making new friends.

Books. I’ve read 24 books this year! My aim was to read at least one book a month, and I have exceeded this by doubling it. I don’t think that I’ve ever read these many books before on any one year. It’s a small achievement but a goodie.

Then the smoking neighbour finally moved out and a new one moved in and it took them a whole month to move in. This amazed me. They are noisy. They have loud voices, mostly the noise comes from the voice of the father/husband. He has a loud voice. I’m trying to filter his voice out by ignoring him as much as I can, and it seems to be helping, but not really.

I’m waiting on a quote for double glazed retrofitted windows, which is meant to alleviate the external noise coming into my home. Well, I hope so! Overall, noisy and inconsiderate neighbours have been a major issue at my place this year.

There have also been a few trips to Sydney and back, visiting Dad. I’m shocked that he is single again. I’m hoping he will soften somewhat because he can be a very stubborn man.  Alas, it’s his life, and he has to live it for him.  Whatever happens, happens. That’s life, I guess.

I was also bored for a long time before I got a new job again. It was very welcome when it came. I enjoy being employed because it offers me social connections on a daily basis and it also gives me something to do that has a purpose, apart from the bleeding obvious such as paying bills, which no one can ever escape from. I’ve had two jobs in two government agencies this year.

I had a tree cut down in my backyard. I cut it down because on windy days it looked like it might snap and land on my pergola. I didn’t like it when it swayed from left to right, sometimes it’s leaves and branches almost touching my pergola, plus it got messy in autumn with the leaves blowing everywhere. I felt sad having it cut down because well, there went my small greenie effort for planet Earth.

I reconciled with my younger brother. It’d been about 5yrs since we last spoke. I was over and done with feeling angry at him and he was very eager to reconnect with me too. So, we’re all good now.

There was an odd dream I had earlier in the year about red roses and my daughter and how it made me suspected that she’d met someone new and wasn’t telling me about it, yet. Well, my dream was spot on it seems and everything it highlighted was also true. She had met someone new after all! Amazing. It pays to write down your dreams because, in retrospect, it becomes clear what the dream meant.

I finally got to go to Adelaide and visit my son! That was so good seeing him again after having had almost two years lapse between visits.

My beautiful dog Pixi turned seven. Awwww such a cutie! I can’t believe she’s seven years old already.

I had some blood pressure issues (hypertension) and weight gain issues, but it was only an issue when I was at the doctor’s office, because when I’m home and I measure my blood pressure and weigh myself, there is NO issue, at least not to the degree that it is at the doctor’s office. It’s been under control since I think.  I haven’t taken any measures for a couple of weeks now.  So here’s hoping it’s all good.

My best friend turned 60 this year and it was celebrated among some family and friends. It was a double birthday party though, as one of her friends was also having a birthday.

The battery on my laptop died after only 12 months had elapsed from the date of purchase!  Lucky it was replaced at no cost thanks to the product cover I have on it.

In my last job, there was some office politics which has been dealt with providing a good result. I’ve somehow managed to get everyone into a good place with each other. My boss was happy to learn about it and said to me, ‘You did it, G~, by gosh you did it!’ Ha. I felt weird getting that kind of acknowledgement.

In summary, it was a good year, if you remove the aggravating neighbours from this report, it’s all been good!

I hope you’re all well, and I’ll try to write more often this year.

Take care.