Yesterday the gum scraping treatment commenced. The lower right hand quarter of my gums were probed and scoured. As ever, the injection was the worst bit and it took hours to wear off. As a consequence my children got to eat chicken nuggets, mashed potatoes and peas for dinner as I couldn't bear the thought of eating. P brought the remains of her party food to work so I returned home with a large slice of chocolate cake for them to scoff.
I got a new parcel of new season Sopranos and the Practice on tape from my friend. There were also some CDs which he had made for me in times past that made me sad since they reminded me of a time when we were hopeful that love could overcome all difficulties.
I had my hair cut today which was pleasant since I caught up on all the gossip magazines including a great interview with Johnny Rotten and a piece on Katherine Moennig (my current favourite from the L Word) plus the usual gamut of frocks and divorces.
This afternoon I trekked out to the airport to meet the headhunter to discuss this job. The interview was fine and we got on very well but she asked me "does this job excite you?". I can't imagine saying yes even if it were a dream job. Does this mean I am not cut out for this corporate cut and thrust? I mean, they pay me money and in return I look for opportunities to sell and deliver stuff that is good for our customers and turns a profit for the company. But does it excite me? Give me a break.
Tomorrow evening I am off to Sydney for two days training. Tomorrow night is dinner in a hip establishment of my choice with my two good girlfriends. Now that excites me.
have fun in sydney!
i took heart from what you said re. flying with children, and booked our tix to oz today. i'm flying back by myself with the munchkins but i think it will be ok. thanks for the encouragement!
Posted by: kitschenette | Tuesday, 18 May 2004 at 10:14 PM