Time for the weekend

And with that, another week is done.

A busy week.

An annoying week.

The hiring at work just keeps going, and it has been the polar opposite from what I have experienced in previous of working for “The Company’. The business operates on 4-day weeks, which is something that is very easy to get used to. The focus has always been on staffing Monday to Friday and making sure that there was cover, sometimes only minimal, for the weekend. I, for example, work Wednesday to Saturday, and have done for many a year. There is a shift that does the opposite, Sunday to Wednesday. And there has always been a shift that bridged the gap, working Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. It’s always worked. But the powers that be, the kind who have never set foot on the shop floor, have decided to focus on weekend workers. So, the two shift patterns that have been getting hired for, are Thursday to Sunday, and Saturday to Tuesday. Meaning, that Wednesday, that used to be the busiest day of the week, is now the quietest.

It has been crazy busy as a result. And with the summer bringing increased temperature (and broken air conditioning), everybody has been getting very irritable. Then, as if by magic, the IT systems start causing us problems, and tests people when they are already struggling. The good thing, is that nothing is so important it gets brought home at the end of a shift. I can come home, and whilst I am complaining here, I don’t lose any sleep over anything happening at work. It’s done, I will deal with everything on Wednesday. Till then I have relaxing, Formula 1 and the World Cup final tomorrow, Burntisland Highland Games on Monday, then a chill day on Tuesday.

Next weekend is my last full week before I am off work for my holiday. I am going to Blackpool for a punk music festival called Rebellion. It is a festival I have attended lots of times before, but haven’t been much in the last few years. It is held in the Winter Gardens venue, which is indoors, and I have my hotel booked. I am pretty excited. There is a mixture of older bands, and newer bands. 3 bands I know from Fife are playing, so I’ll get to see my pals. And then another friend’s band is playing in one of the pubs in Blackpool outside of the actual venue. The festival is sold out, so it is good that other gigs and events are organised.

That’s enough rambing, England are playing Argentina in the rugby, so I am away to watch that.

I Doubt It

For me, every New Year starts off with me aiming to be nicer to myself. Try to be kinder to myself, no matter what is going on around me. Because if you are more forgiving towards yourself, things become a lot easier to solve. Or, so I have read, anyway. And, I always try to be positive, a bit ‘shit happens to everyone’, kind of attitude. Think less PMA, and more not hating myself over every silly little thing.

First real obstacle is that I lost my house keys a few days ago. Have spent the last few days looking everywhere for them. They are very noticeable, as they have a bell on a keyring. This is because I like large bags, which means the house keys fall to the bottom of said bag. So if I have a bell, it helps me find them easier. Except, when they are nowhere to be found. I have searched everywhere I had been the last day I had my keys. The house, the garden, put a message on Facebook, sent a email to Stagecoach, in case I left them on the bus. Nothing has been found.

This is where I get like ‘how stupid am I to lose something as important as keys’. I get really angry with myself, because I should know better. In the last few days, I have had multiple panic attacks over being so bloody stupid. I have been struggling to sleep over it, because I feel like I can’t even do the most basic thing. I have had a look around the house again this evening, and it’s lead to me having another panic attack, and then sitting on the floor and crying.

Hopefully, if I can write things down, the rational thoughts will stay behind. Probably not. I’ll just end up grumpy and irritable. Which is what always happens. Hooray for crappy mental health. It’s exhausting.

Arguing with technology

I am currently in a mood. I have fallen out with my computer, as it has decided to not do what I want. Well, it may be more a software thing, rather than the actual computer, but it is still super frustrating.

sick PC

I was in town on my own today, and it was one of those rare occasions when I had my camera in my bag. So, feeling all inspired, I thought I’d try to go to new Carnegie Library and Museum, and document it. The plan was to film bits, and then do a voice over when I got home. I have been wanting to practice my video making abilities and get better, so I thought it would be a great idea. So, I came home and edited everything together. Was pretty happy, until I tried to record the voice over. The microphone on my computer has decided not to work. Queue me huffing like a 3 year old.

After some sleuthing online, I found out that a previous Windows 10 update may have rendered the microphone useless. So, I needed to go to the ASUS website and download the newest version of the driver for the microphone. Seemed okay, till the ASUS website became unavailable since it was doing an update. I gave up at this stage.

My original plan was to have things updated today, but obviously the forces of the universe are against me. I have a big bulk done, so hopefully I shall get up early tomorrow and get it finished. I say hopefully, because my productivity comes and goes so fast. At least all that energy I have today, hasn’t gone to complete waste. I have complained and updated this blog at the same time. Yay!