I am feeling awesome-sauce. My oldwork disengagement has taken a positive step and my owning area stood up for me in order to make that happen. It makes a hell of a difference to get care and consideration when you didn't get it before. I also found out one of the reports I did got discontinued even though there's a body in my old position now.
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Well it's been a couple of weeks since I blogged here. Again my energy and desire to blog is still retarded from the massive writer's block I've suffered since literally going insane for this country.I actually did. I actually went insane for Australia.
Whilst awaiting the 2014 return of The Daily Show and The Colbert Report—my go to TV to watch as I ride my exercise bike—I decided to sample the heady delights of Eastbound & Down. Danny McBride is a funny fuck no matter his role—he's the stand out character in Pineapple Express—and having recently seen his first big success of The Foot Fist Way I thought Eastbound might rock. Holy shit. It's TV unlike TV. TV without constraint.
I am a mid-ranking public servant. I am not in management by choice because the job I used to do was so insanely rewarding that even though it was an insane job that drove me insane it was a job worth doing. It's pretty sweet. It's pretty sweet to know that as a public servant what you did mattered and it mattered that you did it well.Wellness for the win.
I've not come back to blogging with intensity just yet, for I broke my habit last year after a slight kerfuffle in the workplace and spent much of the year in recovery mode.So what of recent events thus far into the year?Home Alone with theBoy I've been on leave since Christmas and looking after theBoy at home on school holidays. He wakes before me and hoobs out to the loungeroom where theWife has left breakfast for him.
Not being depressed is a somewhat unusual thing for me. I've had 30 years of feeling like shit and that I was shit and now I only feel like shit some of the time.
I had a bad night pain-wise with bloating and gas pain and soreness of bod. This morning, as I woke, I woke from a bad dream about oldwork.
It's some 40 odd minutes into the new year; hooray! I'm in the shed. I just played Baldur's Gate. We saw the New Year in with watching Outnumbered and spent the lead up to that watching Ponderland with Russell Brand.It's magical thinking to think the quality of your New Year experience will somehow influence how the rest of the year goes. So I am avoiding doing that.
Twenty thirteen was a roller coaster of a year, for both myself and Australia. If you had to sum up 2013 for me up in one sentence it would be "I went mad and Australia selected Tony Abbott as Prime Minister" (1).The year started off with an insane work stress load that only increased as the days ticked on as my owning segment of the organisation started fraying or even calving apart, with great chunks of talent and capability lost.