Creaking at the seams

A reasonable few days at the Fun Factory. Tuesday was a rare day of sanity.... no properly considered work for us, but instead of the usual makework that gets dished out for us, we were actually allowed office time; bringing records up to date, consolidation time, case files. Thank gawd for that. Achieved more in three hours of relative inactivity than we normally do in a week. A little bit of activity yesterday, on a strange day that started foggy, got warm but never really burned off the mist and haze in the rivermouth, the foghorns were going all day. After we completed the days tasks, we took full advantage of the buy one, get one free offer at the local Domino's (still don't think they do them as well as Domino's Harrogate but beggars can't be choosers), chipped in a fiver each and duly arrived a simply enormous pile of pizza boxes, and doughnut boxes from Sainsbergs on the way back. Oh my. Gigantuan feast. It's ten o clock the following morning and I'm still stuffed. Good, innit.

This was to mark the shutdown of our team on Friday, and our scattering to the four winds, well the three remaining teams. For most of the guys, this is their first team, they all trained together and it's a very big deal for them. For me, teams come, teams go. I wish we'd have done it as soon as it was announced, less jawboning and whinging. As far as I'm concerned, my team has run it's course and I need to do something different. Hey, lets look back at this and see how I feel about it in two months time ! ! !

Going to have to scrape up some cash to put petrol in the car in a moment... running short of the old beer tokens at the moment. Thank gawd for payday! I've already got more commitment then cash next month!