Update time!
Well, it's been a funny old week so far. It has mostly involved red wine, cancelled plans, plumbers and not nearly enough work.
I also had some very interesting news, or interesting to me anyway. My ex-business partner has finally gone bust. For those of you who don't know, I left the antiques business to set up a little country pub with a friend as a semi-posh food pub at the beginning of last year. After 10 months of slogging my guts out and he and his girlfriend doing precious little but argue, get drunk and argue some more, criticise anyone who actually was doing something, oh, and smoke drugs on a licensed premises, I walked out. I basically came out unscathed, with all of the money I went in with and allot of gained experience about the business in particular, and people in general.
I'm really surprised they lasted this long.
We did have one excellent employee, Maxine, who I think basically held the place together after I left. I am still good friends with her husband, the aptly named "big Jim" (the only man I've ever seen hold a sledgehammer by the very end of the haft with his arm at right angles to his body, and lower the head of the hammer so that it touches his nose, and back again- 6ft 4 and 26 stone of completely brilliant bloke).
We leased the pub, and I'm really happy to have found out that the landlord (freehold, not brewery owned) has just given Maxine and Jim the management contract. Not as good as being a tennant, as we were, because you're basically an employee with a profit share rather than a seperate business operating with legal rights to the property, but it's still a fantastic step forward for her. I'm totally made up for them.
So that's where I'm off to on Friday night. Somewhat apprehensive since there were allot of regulars there who I was really fond of, and I was so gutted when I left I said goodbye to nobody- just ran screaming from the place with no desire to look back whatsoever. Friday is the grand opening under Jim and Max, so it'll be allot of catching up and, of course, allot of hardcore drinking. I haven't been back there in nearly a year so it'll be very strange to be in the pub again, and I'm sleeping in what was my old bedroom too. Jim asked if I'd help behind the bar if it gets busy. I really don't know how I feel about that. Does it sound strange that it'd be a big deal?
Anyway, that's more than enough of that! Hope you're all well out there
Well, it's been a funny old week so far. It has mostly involved red wine, cancelled plans, plumbers and not nearly enough work.
I also had some very interesting news, or interesting to me anyway. My ex-business partner has finally gone bust. For those of you who don't know, I left the antiques business to set up a little country pub with a friend as a semi-posh food pub at the beginning of last year. After 10 months of slogging my guts out and he and his girlfriend doing precious little but argue, get drunk and argue some more, criticise anyone who actually was doing something, oh, and smoke drugs on a licensed premises, I walked out. I basically came out unscathed, with all of the money I went in with and allot of gained experience about the business in particular, and people in general.
I'm really surprised they lasted this long.
We did have one excellent employee, Maxine, who I think basically held the place together after I left. I am still good friends with her husband, the aptly named "big Jim" (the only man I've ever seen hold a sledgehammer by the very end of the haft with his arm at right angles to his body, and lower the head of the hammer so that it touches his nose, and back again- 6ft 4 and 26 stone of completely brilliant bloke).
We leased the pub, and I'm really happy to have found out that the landlord (freehold, not brewery owned) has just given Maxine and Jim the management contract. Not as good as being a tennant, as we were, because you're basically an employee with a profit share rather than a seperate business operating with legal rights to the property, but it's still a fantastic step forward for her. I'm totally made up for them.
So that's where I'm off to on Friday night. Somewhat apprehensive since there were allot of regulars there who I was really fond of, and I was so gutted when I left I said goodbye to nobody- just ran screaming from the place with no desire to look back whatsoever. Friday is the grand opening under Jim and Max, so it'll be allot of catching up and, of course, allot of hardcore drinking. I haven't been back there in nearly a year so it'll be very strange to be in the pub again, and I'm sleeping in what was my old bedroom too. Jim asked if I'd help behind the bar if it gets busy. I really don't know how I feel about that. Does it sound strange that it'd be a big deal?
Anyway, that's more than enough of that! Hope you're all well out there
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I agree with you on the whole counselling thing. And even if we're not meant to be together, I've already said to him, he'll forever be alone if he treats all his girlfriends like this. He knows where he's going wrong but he insists there is nothing he can do to change it. To me, if he loves me that much, he'll have to get counselling, with or without me there, I don't care, just get it sorted already will you! I know I also have issues from my ex/childhood etc, and I am in the process of trying to get some help for that (I've been in and out of counselling for years so it's no biggy for me). I haven't told him any of this though so I guess I need to eh. To be honest, the only problem we've really had since we met was lack of communication, but obviously that's key to any successful relationship.
Since I did my blog last night, he text me asking if I was free tonight. When I said what for, he said maybe dinner? I reminded him that Slavia Prague v Arsenal kicks off at 7.45pm - he said he doesn't mind missing it (blimey!) or we could get a takeaway. I said ok - I went out to an animal rights meeting last night. He then text a couple of hours later saying I didn't sound too keen. He really is on the back foot now! That felt good! I just said of course I'm keen otherwise I'd have said no and left it at that. No doubt he sulked a lot after that as he didn't contact me again.
I text him this morning saying hope you slept ok. He text back blah blah blah. Then I said something about being out til late last night - he texts me back then - fucking outrageous - I hope you weren't out shagging or on a date. How rude! Still, it's obviously got him thinking eh.
Fucking men!!
Not you of course, you're smashin'
PS: The whole work thing isn't going so well. I'm still spending far too much time on SG and others and not actually achieving much, well, the bare minimum if I'm honest. The problem is I'm obviously finding it difficult to focus and when you're writing a consultancy study, focus is essential!! Doh!! Keep up the good work darling, you're doing well!!