Wednesday, February 23, 2011

If you cant trust the ground you stand on, what can you trust?

Christchurch's death toll stands at 76 with 238 people still missing.
A beautiful city raized to the ground.
A country brought to its knees in grief.

I am truely stunned by the help offered and sent from places so far away as Britain, US, Japan, Taiwan, Canada, and of course our neighbours Australia.
600+ urban rescue and military personnel.
It is humbling to realise New Zealand is so highly thought of.

Thank you from the depths our our hearts.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Earthquake

www.stuff.co.nz

www.nzherald.co.nz

Onsite news of the earthquake. Terribly sad, devastating time for New Zealand.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Best way in the world to lose weight,


Is to lose your job!


When you get told by the HR manager to get your CV out there and then she reminds you that the company refused to put a redundancy clause in your employment contract, you pretty much know the writing is on the wall and so then you just sit and stew and wait for it to happen.


Thank god for riding around the coast on my bike, and groove in the grapes concerts (concerts in Vineyards) and dynamo guy who is determined to not let you sink into a pit of despair.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Stress, Health and mental stability

All these things are, in varying degrees, sitting at very precarious levels of should not be happening in me right now.

I am stressed, I stress over everything which is not normally like me. The teenager who lives in my house seems to have become a lazy, slobbish, swearing troll to me lately and this cause me some tense moments and then the valve releases and he gets blasted by the furnace that is my wrath. People keep saying he's a normal teenager that they all are like this but I'm sorry its not normal to sleep till 4pm and not do as you are asked and not do your chores, its wasnt normal to do this when I was a teen so how has it become normal now? Is it because we let them do these things and get away with this behaviour that it is now called normal? It's abnormal in my eyes and I will continue on the path of harping and nagging and getting 'angus' (angry) at him to get things done. Some say just let it go and dont worry about the small stuff, but if we stopped worrying about the small stuff then what? We would have a generation who just dont give a damn about keeping their surroundings tidy and clean and feeding their pets and being contributing members of the household and helping others out. They would be self centred, slobby, selfish wankers, is this what we want the next gen to be like? A bit melodramatic maybe? I dont know.
I stress about work constantly and the new CEO does not instill any confidence in me about my job remaining safe. I have a gut feeling he is going to go through the place slashing and many may fall victim to the corporate knife. I have applied for a couple of positions before he came on board but was knocked back for various reasons, change of job spec, over qualified, etc. It would seem I am in no mans land on the career front too.
I stress about my health, with a collegue being diagnosed with cancer in september and passing away in December last year who sat in my pod and was my age....it scares me. My dad was 46 when he died and my mum 54, I dont want to get sick and die young I want to live to see my grandkids and do stuff with the boyfriend and live to be an old lady. So what is the constant fear of dying young like my parents, its doom and gloom and I cant seem to shake it. I hate it.
Why am I tired an hour after I wake up in the morning? Why is everything an effort for me? Why am I getting insecure about the boyfriend when he just is so good to me? Why do I feel like I want to just sleep for a month? I want to wake up and feel bouncy again? I liked feeling bouncy and happy. I hate feeling lethargic and fat and sleepy and neurotic and stressed.

With all this toxic custard curning around inside me I have done something I have never done before. I am going to see a cousellor after work today to see if I cant sort this shit out in my head and start dealing with it. I need to do something I cant have another year like last year it would send me insane I think.

So now I am officially in therapy. No one other than those who read this post know this.

Post Script: The boyfriend is still lovely. He let me run away to his house in the weekend and he ran me a huge bubble bath and gave me wine and chocolate biscuits to eat and a book to read while I soaked myself in his huge spa bath and luxuriated on saturday night. He let me nana nap on his couch sunday afternoon while he watched the motorsport with the volume down. I'm a lucky girl having him around.