Friday.

Foof!

The week rolls on and I make a little more money. I'm mostly saving, in fact, I've hardly even touched the stuff. I will be at some point though, I just hope to have a good bit of cash behind me before I do.

Money money money. Everything's money. I'm sure it'll be extinct one day, nothing lasts forever, except change.

Change is what I'm looking for, although, I often feel like I'm going round in circles. The job I have now is very similar to jobs I had long before. The feelings I'm getting now, about this situation, are much the same as before. Although, with one difference, I'm now loaded full of knowledge about the previous time which is serving me well here, in the present time.

How well it will serve me though, is another matter. Something I cannot possibly know, as I would have to have had that before to find out.

Funny how life works. When you do 'revisit' the old parts of your life, once again, you can get it right, or at least do it better. Kind of how I find myself now.

So, what next for our wee strappy adventurererer...

I can't wait to start working morning shift and closer to home. Maybe I should ask soon. Hmm, when the time's right I will. 6am to 2pm would be great, with only a 20 minute walk to work. Heaven.

Day off + Snow = Yay!

IT'S SNOWED!!!

In the mush.

The mush of life that is. All the good stuff, all the bad stuff and all the inbetween stuff. All the things I understand, all the things I don't and all those things I think I kinda mighta understand.

That's what I've got with me and that's what I'm walking with into the future with, and I'll probably get more of that mush up there as I travel.

Horoscope? Yeah, from Jonthan Cainer.

Where precisely, is this 'box' that we are all supposed to think outside? What is it up there, in the blue sky that we ought to be dwelling on? Business gurus seem to specialise in finding complicated phrases to describe something simple. You now need to be a little more imaginative. You don't need to go on a course or read a book. You simply have to allow yourself to envisage a better, brighter future. Then you have to start taking the kind of action that is likely to help bring this about.

Fabby.

I thought I had been envisaging a brighter future, although just recently I've found my thoughts of a brighter future shrinking and shirking in the light of my current reality. I think I've got to fan those flames again, add some more firewood.

I know the kind of the shape I want things to take.
Here's how it breaks down.

Firstly, my lady from China is coming here, to the uk. I want time off to be with her a while. She's here for a couple of weeks, I'd like to see her. So I will.

Secondly, I must must must and will, get that magical transfer closer to home and get those earlier working hours I seek. But I think it would suit me better to work harder and impress the bosses here some more. They will probably be more inclined if I've 'given it a go' rather than just jump ship straight away. Also I can argue a better case if I try and have tried but things just aren't working out for me, all that mush.

Thirdly, implement my further plans of action.

These are; impro performing, stand up comedy once again, enrol on a Chinese language course, start teaching English privately to paying customers and enjoy more time doing stuff generally. Because my 1 to 9 five days a week, stink.

So, it's nice to know what I want and how I'm going to get it for a change. I've spent great swathes of my life farting about. It'll be even nicer once I've nailed that transfer, but as ever, time it takes, time it needs. Time. Time. Time.

So paitiently and with determination, marching onward I go...

... through the mush...

Doctors.

It was the same guy I saw not four weeks ago. The one who was fairly patronising about my want for a sick note the last time. Ooh...

Oh well, I thought, f' it. Just get on with it.

"So, what seems to be the problem, Mr thingy majig" He asked me.

"About February, march last year, I got out of the shower and my ear started ringing. Then it went away for a couple of days but came back. It's been on and off since then."

"Hmm, highly unusual for someone as young as you to get ringing in the ear. Lets take a look."

He grabbed a box off the desktop and inside was one of those 'poke in your ear to have a look' thingys.

He stood next to me and I tilted my head so he could get a better look.

He grabbed my right ear and I felt the cold of the instrument go in. He rummaged a bit then said...

"WOW! That is the mother load of wax." He said with a bit of astonishment, "let's have a look at the other one"

He moved round and did the same with my left ear, "Nope, this one has very little wax."

He sat down and gave me a prescription, for some olive oil ear drops.

"You are to put two drops of this in your ear at night. In order for it to work properly you will also need to soak some cotton wool in the olive oil, until it's saturated, then place that into your ear to stop the drops from evaporating and let them do there work. Then in 4 or 5 days make an appointment with the nurse to flush your ear out. You should find that the ringing will go away too."

Wow.

For the first time in about a year, I will finally get rid of the ringing in my ear. The ringing that's there right now, eeeeeeeeeeee. The one that accompanied me through Italy.
It's going to be so good. I've also learnt not to be bothered by it at all. So, I've gained two things from this.

Wonderful. I can't wait for it to stop ringing. This is going to be fabulous. I should also be able to hear a bit better out of this ear after syringing too.

I'm pleased it's just ear wax. Wow, I can't believe it's going to be gone soon. Mmm... wonderfull. Bring it on.

Some loopy person.

In otherwords, me, agreed to work on Sunday. Today.

Shtoopid shtoopid me.

Although, I will make most of the money back from that unpaid day off last week and it's only for 5 hours. No problem. Also, I can't spend money while I work. So, it's all good.

I'll be back later on in about 8 hours.
Can't wait to Wednesday... DAY OFF!

Ciao regazzi.