Very slow traffic.

I am spending a lot of time stuck in traffic now. Funnily enough it isn't easy to type and drive. Two things have crossed my mind while sitting in traffic. The first is. Why are there so many morons having traffic accidents? It seems I rarely go a day without some idiot causing an accident on route. Why are people incapable of driving from A to B in a safe manner? Is it that hard to follow simple traffic rules? I seem to manage okay! Rant over!
The second is: I have developed a very odd fascination with the view in my cars side mirror. I desperately want to capture that image. So far I can't quite manage to capture what it is that fascinates me. Here are a couple of attempts.

Work, travel, impatience, frog!

Without really chasing work, work finally caught up with me. I did have the usual dilemma. Should I take the job offered, or go to the next interview? Both jobs suited my criteria. Both required travel. The second offered more money. I deliberated for all of about, ummmm, 30 seconds, took the job on offer. Derr! Who am I kidding. I suck at interviews.

The travel. I can no longer access the train system. Driving is my only option. At the moment I vary my time, sometimes music, sometimes radio. ABC of course! I do have plans to get audio books. At least then I won't miss out on reading? Maybe? To tell you the truth I haven't been reading a lot recently. I'm not sure why.

So now I am again employed. I started work on Monday. At the moment I am not sure whether this was the right decision. I now work for a very large organisation. An organisation that is slow to change. I am wondering right now if my skill/talent for process improvement will eat me away? I have found the people lovely, if a little uninspiring. It doesn't help that the person I report to, reminds me strongly of my step-father. Mannerisms, looks, they share the same first name. I am being unfair. It has only been a week. I haven't done any real work. I've been an observer not a participant.

L. returned from a two week trip to Far North Queensland. She had a wonderful time. We haven't seen her photos. She managed to grow a few inches. Now wearing low heals is not enough for me to appear taller. What do they put in the water in FNQ? I am very glad she is back. It was nice while she was away. Two weeks with M. by himself was a good experience. For all of us.

She brought back a gift for each of us. Mine is a very cute little silver frog on a chain. Squee!

I have no reason to complain at the moment. Life is good. I am feeling a little on the apprehensive side. Is it a remnant of the passed few years? Or is it coming from somewhere else. I don't know.

Calm and Chaos

My day started in a lovely way. There was a thick fog. I am not sure what it is about fog that I love, particularly early morning. Is it the stillness, the quiet, the closeness? Perhaps all three. When I got home after dropping L at school the currawongs were singing. I love the sound of them so much. They are the pied currawongs, I don't know if you are able to listen to their call, so Australian. To me anyway.

Today I got a little necessary grooming done. I had my hair cut, my nails manicured. Okay, maybe not necessary but it made me feel better. P got home early from work, we spent a little quality time together.

It was a lovely day.

Right now I'm listening to the kids. They are mucking around on the piano and the guitar. They have been at it for a few hours now. After niggling at each other most of the afternoon. This current time, while noisy, is lovely. There is a lot of giggling. I am glad the arguing has now stopped. I am glad I forced them to learn some music. It gives them something special.

Winter Warmers

I love the Internet for the fabulous choice of cooking options. I do own thousands of cook books, all of them lovingly displayed. But it is so much easier to find what I want online. My favourite site is www.Taste.com.au which combines several Aussie cooking magazines, including my favourite 'Delicious'. When I feel inspired to cook, a quick search always seems to come up with the perfect recipe.

I have cooked some yummy things in the last week or so. Blueberry muffins, sticky rice pudding, hearty beef casserole. Today I cooked some banana and raspberry bread. There are some advantages to having a little extra time at home. All of my contributions have received a very warm reception.

A Mix of Scrambles

Things are going along quite smoothly. P is settling into the routine of his new job. I think he is enjoying having meals cooked for him, with a little TLC added in. The kids are very happy. They are on school holidays for the next three weeks. M surprised me this morning. He made scrambled eggs for the two of us for breakfast. L isn't expected up for another few hours so we are having some very pleasant mother and son time.

I still have the job thing hanging over me. I am having recurring dreams about going back to my old job, helping them out at the year end. That isn't going to happen. Do the dreams mean I regret leaving? I don't think I feel any regret. Or that I really need to get serious about looking for a job? Probably. The weather is dreary. It makes me want to hibernate. I wonder if it were warmer, would I be more inclined to job hunt? That is tomorrows problem. I really am enjoying spending some time with my family.

The Failed Domestic Goddess

Okay! Somebody please employ me! If I wanted to become a domestic goddess I wouldn't have bothered studying 6 years part-time for my degree while working full-time plus however many tortuous years achieving my CPA. Okay. So being an accountant sucks. But it does get me out of the house away from domestic chores. The main problem really, is that when I am at home alone, I become a bit reclusive, I struggle to make myself leave the house. I do feel better once I go out...it's just getting out the door that is the problem. I need to get a job.

I baked some cookies today, some washing, washed my car, did a little gardening. I pretended I was being productive I am not.

I do have an interview this week. For a position I am very excited about. I am trying not to get my hopes up too high I suck at interviews.

Writers block!

I have been asked to write a letter to a potential employer. Expressing to them why I want the job. The unfortunate thing about this job is, I really want it. If I had to write out what I wanted in a job, this covers 90% of my requirements. So why am I finding it so difficult to sit down and write the letter? To avoid it so far I have had a lovely long shower, eaten some chocolate. I am currently eating pickles on toast-- to the horror of my family. I tried to explain to them it is comfort food. It is something from my childhood. It is now time to make a cup of tea. *sigh* I am running out of excuses and time. It isn't something I want to rush...I will be back after I have put pen to paper.