The future's bright

I think I’ve given myself RSI by doing almost 2 hours of continuous electronic filing on Friday. Another good reason to denounce office work, and luckily I have now confirmed that I will indeed be returning to the realm of home-based self-employed freelance-type workers at the end of November. Just in time for summer to really kick in.

Before you start thinking that I will be spending my days lounging listlessly in a wicker chair, languidly sipping Pimms/iced tea (Long Island or otherwise) and fanning myself with a Tennessee Williams novel, I should point out that our home office/study/spare room has the magical ability to be freezing cold all year round. Last summer I was seriously considering wearing a woolly hat and overcoat indoors, sort of like a less pointy Edith Sitwell, but instead just complained continuously (which is much more endearing). This icy-chill can mean only one of two things: it is a room possessed by the unresting & malevolent spirit of some poor unrecognised Kiwi housewife, or it gets no direct sunlight at any time of day – votes should be submitted by 6pm Friday. The 1st correct answer pulled out of a hat will win a day trip to the Albert Dock in Liverpool (at their own expense) in order to experience my suffering.

Gert, having little interest in channelling her inner Husky, usually leaves me to it and spends her day lazing on the garden bench next to the lavender bush (which is very flat as she occasionally prefers to sleep on top of it)

And to make the hours whizz by I have awaiting me the tome that is “Ancient Egyptian Materials & Technology” in all it’s 500+ page glory – apart from the 20 or so pages that are bizarrely upside-down & in reverse order (don’t worry, I’m getting a 15% refund for that bit). Plus, I’ll have earned enough money from my temping to tart up the spare room with a high-falutin’ new desk & office chair. It’s going to look v. professional and may even inspire me to finally get around to finalising the course outlines for the Egyptian archaeology courses I’ve been writing, on and off, for the last year.

But until then I will continue my contract at the SSC.

The Wellington Spring, which looked so very promising this morning, has turned into rain (with threats of thunderstorms). This, combined with still feeling tired after a 40th birthday party on Saturday night, makes me think tonight will be spent watching TV. International netball, I’m guessing, as such phenomena are often broadcast in this neck of the woods. It’s the final of 3 matches Australia vs. NZ (one all so far) so should produce a high degree of violence amongst the players – they are vicious – and unlike my recollections from school none of the goal keepers stand around looking really bored. I hated being goal keeper, it sucked. Its either that or one of the numerous CSI repeats (I’m just guessing, but that show is endemic on NZ TV, so it’s a safe bet).

I’m off now, but may well write again soon. Who knows?