Okay, so we have 24 hours in a day, and 7 days in a week. That makes 168 hours. If we work for 40 of those and sleep for 56. That should leave us with 72 hours per week to do what we want. That is a hell of a party. I could get nearly halfway across australia in that time. I could watch the entire Star Wars series 4 times and pause for toilet breaks.

However that isn't how it works.

So to help me and others like me out please donate any spare time you may have. We can't promise to spend it wisely. It may go on cheap alcohol, but if you aren't using it, I am sure I can put it to good use.

So please donate your few minutes of time through the comments

ta

Bloody Management

I had a long weekend just gone, with Choir concert Eeling and just having a good time. So when I had to go to work today it was a quite a shake up. Suddenly I am accountable for every minute of my time, in a way that makes every thing that has gone before seem silly.

I wonder some time about the way the pendulum swings with new management. I know you all have been through this too. We are encouraged to behave in a specific way doing our jobs to the best of our ability, taking advantage of our independance to best tailor the support for our communities. New management and budgets come in, and suddenly everything that we do is being watched and we often have to spend twice as much time writing up and justifying what we are doing as doing it.

Oh boy I just read my little whinge up there and it really shows how frustrated I am with all this. I better just buckle down and ge the job done I guess, it is what I get paid for. I do welcome your comments though, have you been through this cycle & how did you deal with it?

Being a Parent

I just had a bath. Very enjoyable, but I had lots of little red spots on my legs. ??? I thought to myself. Then it dawned on me. Bloody gorse and thistles.

It was curriculum day today after two weeks of school holidays and my son had decided he wanted to travel 300km's to go fishing. We cancelled that and went eeling on a neighbours property. Took the dog, the rods, and some scraps of meat, waded through the gorse and thistles both on our property and theirs then spent 2hrs lovely hours on the side of a river bank. We caught nothing. My sons casting skills have improved dramatically though. We had a nice time. Good Father and Son time.

We came home and had lunch, then went and picked up my daughter from from her sleepover with a friend. She was quite insistant that I share some time with her so we played one of her favourite PS2 games, "Kingdom Hearts" We had good fun.

It makes me think that it is important that I continue to spend time with them even as they age.

First bowling tournament

I took my son to his first bowling tournament. he did well and I am very proud of him. but there was this one couple, and I guess they would say that they bowl as a family. But the newborn baby was handed off to someone else to look after  and the ?10 year old was Sent off to the play room and wandered back from time  to time looking very bored.

 

All this while Mum & Dad Carried on. everyone Knew about every ball they threw down the lane yelling and Calling out.  I don't know what normal behaviour is at a tournament  but these 2 didn't impress me much!

 

the really sad thing is that this tournament is run by a coaching clinic to expose kids to tournament type events before they get out into a real tournament.

 

Vey Sad, as there people are is their late 30s at least!

 

they need to grow up. Not a good example

 

Will we go to another  tournament?  I think so, everyone else Seemed really nice. It was just a few silly people that seemed to spoil it for others.

 

 

a test

just checking the email blogging system

Lets try again

This is yet another attempt to regularly journal and document my life.

I guess the first thing to discuss is the weather. Why the weather? It is the place most conversations start, the beginning of the inane from which meaning grows.

It is cold, bloody cold. about 8 degrees during the day and much colder in the evening. I am finding it very difficult to get out and do the jobs around the place that need doing, because it is just too cold.

The gorse is growing, even in this cold temperatures, and I see the area that has been groomed growing and spreading. It is an amazing thing to see, it spreads and grows, wider, higher, greener and with a beautiful spread of golden flowers. Damn shame it is a noxious weed. Come Spring I will get out the poison and spray all this regrowth. A good thing and I will be exhausted and stinky, but I love waiting and watching the green slowly fade and the plants die giving opportunity for the native plants to grow. watch this space I will put up some photos as I go along.