4 posts tagged “packing”

I'm so flat out at work the last few days and I can tell I'm starting to panic about what I might be missing. I'm trying to keep up but it just isn't happening, and I'm worried that I'm not as good at this as I should be.

And for the first time in my life, I think I'm feeling competitive. A new lawyer starts in a few weeks, and I've heard that she is very capable and amazing and has been working for about the same period of time as me, and I'm feeling a bit like I need to compete. It is silly - I'm so looking forward to her coming on and lending us, particularly my supervisor, a hand - but I've been the only person at my level for so long and I've become used to sort of being the go-to-girl. I like feeling needed, and unfortunately most of my life revolves around my work so I rely upon being seen as good at my job for a lot of my self confidence and self worth. I know that isn't necessarily particularly healthy, but that is who I am. In fact that is who most of my family are; clearly work-aholism is something I can blame on genetics.

Anyway, I need to get back to the grindstone. 5.30pm and still miles to go before I sleep, unfortunately. Oh well! I knew it would be a bit like this. And I absolutely AM going to the pool tonight, no matter how tired I am. They're open til 8, so I just have to suck it up and leave work by 7.15pm. I'm probably going to have to be here on the weekend, and although generally that is horrifying, I think being alone in the office to get some things done might calm me down a bit. Soldiering on it is then.

Below are a few pics from the new house - they are boring and crappy quality because I took them on my phone; my damn camera is STILL in the shop and I just cannot get anyone from Canon to call me back! Mostly I am just incredibly proud of my ability to pack so much stuff into my car, particularly as I was breakage free!

[As in, dumping a lot of disparate thoughts in the one post... thanks to the West Wing for the name.]

(1) It finally rained! After about 3 weeks of 38 - 40 degree heat (approx 100 farenheit), the humidity has broken and it is raining in The City. I'm so excited... partly because I wasn't able to get my air-con fixed for tomorrow's drive so if the humidity and heat hadn't subsided I would have been screwed, but mostly because summer storms are probably my favourite thing about summer. I love the fresh smell of newly-rained gardens, and the way the rain washes away all of the sweatiness. I love the way all of the dry, seemingly dead, native plants perk up and go green over night from soaking up all the yummy rainy goodness.  I even love the blackouts caused by rain hitting dust-covered power lines. I didn't love not being able to find an umbrella this morning, thanks to item (2), and so now I am sitting at work very damp. But apart from that, the weather today is truly joyous.

(2) I am almost done with packing. My room still looks a fright because there is stuff strewn everywhere, but I'm doing a mercy dash to my parents tonight with stuff that I will "come back for later", ie probably never remove from my old room ever, so that should ameliorate the situation. Also, no matter how effectively you pack (and this is my 5th time in 6 years) you always end up with one of those "random shit" boxes full of whatever was left behind after you neatly categorised, wrapped and packed everything else. Mine will probably be made up of dirty washing, bobby pins, and various electrical cords.

(3) I'm procrastinating at work today, even though the sooner I get my office packed the sooner I can go home and finish the house packing. Maybe I've just become habitual procrastinator. Maybe I'm just in denial. Who knows? I've decided I'm going to write a nice email to the members of The City office, because after all I've been working in this office for 18 months now and I've grown very fond of many of them. Not all, because then I wouldn't be me, but many. I certainly won't miss having to deal with Senor Grumpypants on a regular basis... at least not in person anyway.

(4) I'm out and about most of the next week - moving to G-town, working most of the weekend, and going on a work-related road trip to have a meeting with one of our groups and to collect affidavit evidence from members of another. I've made a concerted effort to blog at least once a day since I started this thing and it will be weird for me not to blog for a little while. Am I an addict already?

(5) I'm driving to G-town tomorrow. And still don't 100% know how to get there. I mean I think I remember from the last time I drove up (albeit as a passenger) but that was over a year ago now. I'm sure it is one road all the way, but I need to double check which one. I should probably get a map book.

Panic

So still no packing boxes, and what has me really worried is that I am realising that I have ordered about half as many packing boxes as I will need. I am soooo rooted! I was already packing a bunch of stuff into my car for Friday, but now I think I am going to have to leave a whole pile of stuff with my parents to be picked up in a few months. Grrr...

I finally have a third quote! Hopefully I can convince HR to move fast enough that I will have the necessary packing materials for Saturday and the hell that is packing can commence... I can see some light at the end of this very long tunnel.