Little trees

So I am embarking again on what will hopefully be a successful attempt at growing my own bonsai trees. Of particular excitement for me is the cherry tree seeds that mean that each year I could have a cherry blossom festival at home. This kit is very similar to the most successful one I’ve had in the past — so here’s hoping!

 

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The whole world is moving

It’s Thursday evening and I am sitting by myself in the living room, drinking zero-calorie Irn Bru and listening to The Weepies.

I watch the stars from my window sill;
The whole world is moving and I’m standing still.

It’s been a challenging week, psychologically. I’ve starting my new job at my new school with new responsibilities and a host of things that I need to catch up with. Sadie’s started her job this week, which puts additional time-strain on us because she’s working early in the morning and then late in the evening, often while taking care of the children all day.

And everything that I said I’d do
Like make the world brand new and take the time for you…
I just got lost and slept right through the dawn
And the world spins madly on.

I’ve been a bit crusty with the children these last two nights, which doesn’t make me very happy in myself. I’m usually fine until I reach a breaking point and then I explode.

The last time I was like this — quick to anger and often irrationally so — I sought professional help and started the course of SSRIs that I’m still on today. (I can say with some degree of certainty that the admittedly light dose I’m on still doesn’t mix with the Laphroiag I had before the Irn Bru.) There isn’t much of a difference between my work when I was last like this: I was pretending to be the Head of Department at my old school and am now pretending that I have some sense of what to do as Head of Department at my new school. This, of course, leads me to believe that it was a mistake to take the next step. Then I hear the rumours of what’s afoot at my old school, and I’m really not that sad about leaving that place.

I am certain I will be fine in my new role… it is just that this week is hard and I am unreasonable.

The night is here
The day is gone
And the world spins madly on.

Sadie and I have been exercising with some degree of success. I’ve almost reached the halfway point of P90X3. Genuinely. It’s really hard word, I don’t mind saying.

But I took a break from it tonight because I was feeling sorry for myself.

Sadie tells me that she has a recurring dream where I’ve written something and had it published. Maybe that will be in my future. Just for the moment, it’s something that’s too large to wrap my head around.

How many strikes do you get?

Once again, I’m debating departing my current mobile carrier.

I rely on my mobile. It is my phone, my alarm clock, my entertainment system, my email inbox, my atlas, and a great many other things besides.

When I first joined 3 Mobile, it was based on their “all-you-can-eat” data and the iPhone 5. Now we’re two iPhones later (I’ve smashed two and Apple has released two) and they keep trying to charge me more for “all-you-can-eat” data. With no other appreciable change in my service. And no appreciable change to my coverage. And I live on the east coast of Lincolnshire.

Which is to say, I don’t see this as especially acceptable and will continue to shop around for new plans that are cheaper per month — and perhaps a new phone! Plus, when you’re about to get into a negotiation with a telephone customer “service” representative, it always pays to do your homework.

[Image stolen, more or less, from http://retaildesignblog.net/2013/03/18/three-mobile-stores-by-urban-salon-uk/]