New year hmmmm, and tales of statistic catistics
Taken a day off today; although strictly speaking I have to go into the fun factory later to write up a bunch of reports to do with yesterday's shift... one of those things, a busy job happened right at the end that I'm the only person trained to deal with, although I've not actually had to deal with that job since I had my course 14 months ago. Typical. All knowledge rusted away. So, a goodly amount of stress, and cram reading guidance notes was in order. What was it my doctor said about avoiding stress? Ha! He's having a laugh in this place.
At the same time, I have to prepare for a short trip south which I shall enjoy, but it's as always a question of just how much I can cram in to my time while I am down there. Is it worth chucking the big camera in and having a session at the 'Hall on Sunday morning? What's the chance of me not being laid down with a huge hangover? I don't know. Bottom line at the moment is that I've got a lot of stuff to do, and not a lot of energy. For which, read none. Four early shifts on the bounce, with crap sleep between them do me no good at all, this shift malarky gets no easier with age. Running on empty here, folks. Not that I'm after the sympathy vote or anything here, I just record this stuff as much for me as anything; it's just that I've got a bunch of stuff I want to do, a bunch of stuff I have to do and I can't much see how I'm going to work up the steam for anything. The weather doesn't help; how the hell are you supposed to work out the power to smile after another constant day of freezing grey cloud with no respite? Hate this time of year; can deal with autumn but the late winter has never held anything for me other than discomfort.
So, onto the 2008 Catististics. Not looking sparkly, if you're a small black predator and live in my house. Don't know if the comfort's getting to him, the prey are getting smart, other cats are cutting into his action or (more likely) the war with new neighbour Foul Ginger is taking his attention; and I may not have helped by getting rid of Christine the Hellbound Honda, complete with mouse nest in the engine. But the figures cannot be avoided.
Mice: 8
Small birds: 2
Total kills: 10
And that, ladies and gents is it.
Compared to 2007:
Mice: 31
Small birds: 14
Large birds: 3
...for a total of 48, looks like the credit crunch is affecting mousers too.
At the same time, I have to prepare for a short trip south which I shall enjoy, but it's as always a question of just how much I can cram in to my time while I am down there. Is it worth chucking the big camera in and having a session at the 'Hall on Sunday morning? What's the chance of me not being laid down with a huge hangover? I don't know. Bottom line at the moment is that I've got a lot of stuff to do, and not a lot of energy. For which, read none. Four early shifts on the bounce, with crap sleep between them do me no good at all, this shift malarky gets no easier with age. Running on empty here, folks. Not that I'm after the sympathy vote or anything here, I just record this stuff as much for me as anything; it's just that I've got a bunch of stuff I want to do, a bunch of stuff I have to do and I can't much see how I'm going to work up the steam for anything. The weather doesn't help; how the hell are you supposed to work out the power to smile after another constant day of freezing grey cloud with no respite? Hate this time of year; can deal with autumn but the late winter has never held anything for me other than discomfort.
So, onto the 2008 Catististics. Not looking sparkly, if you're a small black predator and live in my house. Don't know if the comfort's getting to him, the prey are getting smart, other cats are cutting into his action or (more likely) the war with new neighbour Foul Ginger is taking his attention; and I may not have helped by getting rid of Christine the Hellbound Honda, complete with mouse nest in the engine. But the figures cannot be avoided.
Mice: 8
Small birds: 2
Total kills: 10
And that, ladies and gents is it.
Compared to 2007:
Mice: 31
Small birds: 14
Large birds: 3
...for a total of 48, looks like the credit crunch is affecting mousers too.
posted by Fred the Singing Bandit at 11:02 am
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