This week hasn't been all that bad really. Ok there was a few naff bits, but in the real world that exists outside my head things went decent.
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The weather has been pretty mad lately here, down as far as -1 degrees Celsius on Tuesday, with 25-35mph winds over the days too. It wasn't the kind of weather you'd like to be out working in.
Oops.
Since Friday I've been working on the roof of the building. As some of you know, I'm an avionics engineer. This also means I'm an electrician, something which became very useful to the company since it's a slow period for engines coming in (what with worldwide recession meaning less flights and airlines putting maintenance off for as long as possible). So off to the roof I went to brave the kind of weather known semi-sarcastically here in Ireland as "fresh". At the back of our facility is the main Irish air base, which also houses the Irish Air Corps display team. So while I was up on the roof, they decided to entertain me by spending two days showing off their awesome formations and manoeuvres about 1000 feet above my head.
"Awesome", you might think, "what a great thing to see to keep you smiling in that crap weather", and you'd be right. It was. But there's a flip side. Every time they broke off for touch-and-go's or refuels, I had to go back to my horrible, mundane job. Then it started to rain. Hard.
Today, I wasn't on the roof, instead I was doing shag all. I missed the roof because at least I had something to do up there, but that job is finished now and it's back to waiting for something to do. While pottering around with my iPhone out of boredom, I started looking for classic cars. I managed to find a gorgeous 65 Mustang and a beautiful 74 Stingray. Both way out of my price range, but both something I want rather a lot.
I had this blog all planned out in my head, but I've just finished reading a book and other peoples blogs and I seem to have lost my train of thought completely. I also realised that I have no social life whatsoever and that I'd genuinely rather be broke and have someone to share some time with than be making headway with my bills and have this horrible empty feeling constantly eating me. It feels horribly self centred to think like that, and I'm aware it's rather narcissistic, but I can't help it.
Everywhere I turn people are enjoying each other and couples seem to be going out of their way to advertise their happiness to me. It's all becoming a bit much, especially given the time of year that's approaching. I have never spent a Christmas with anyone excluding my family. Last year was the first time I even was seeing someone around the Christmas period. That ended rather grotesquely about a week later. That Christmas was spent on my own though. I slept through most of it and played a few computer games to pass it by without having to look at the tv.
This year, I don't want to do that. I also don't want to spend it with my family because I know that'll make me even worse. I can't go anywhere because I can't really afford to spend big money, I can't go see any friends because they've scattered to the four winds and they will be with their family/hubby.
It all adds up to a few realisations. The chief one being I can't change a damn thing...
The weather has been pretty mad lately here, down as far as -1 degrees Celsius on Tuesday, with 25-35mph winds over the days too. It wasn't the kind of weather you'd like to be out working in.
Oops.
Since Friday I've been working on the roof of the building. As some of you know, I'm an avionics engineer. This also means I'm an electrician, something which became very useful to the company since it's a slow period for engines coming in (what with worldwide recession meaning less flights and airlines putting maintenance off for as long as possible). So off to the roof I went to brave the kind of weather known semi-sarcastically here in Ireland as "fresh". At the back of our facility is the main Irish air base, which also houses the Irish Air Corps display team. So while I was up on the roof, they decided to entertain me by spending two days showing off their awesome formations and manoeuvres about 1000 feet above my head.
"Awesome", you might think, "what a great thing to see to keep you smiling in that crap weather", and you'd be right. It was. But there's a flip side. Every time they broke off for touch-and-go's or refuels, I had to go back to my horrible, mundane job. Then it started to rain. Hard.
Today, I wasn't on the roof, instead I was doing shag all. I missed the roof because at least I had something to do up there, but that job is finished now and it's back to waiting for something to do. While pottering around with my iPhone out of boredom, I started looking for classic cars. I managed to find a gorgeous 65 Mustang and a beautiful 74 Stingray. Both way out of my price range, but both something I want rather a lot.
I had this blog all planned out in my head, but I've just finished reading a book and other peoples blogs and I seem to have lost my train of thought completely. I also realised that I have no social life whatsoever and that I'd genuinely rather be broke and have someone to share some time with than be making headway with my bills and have this horrible empty feeling constantly eating me. It feels horribly self centred to think like that, and I'm aware it's rather narcissistic, but I can't help it.
Everywhere I turn people are enjoying each other and couples seem to be going out of their way to advertise their happiness to me. It's all becoming a bit much, especially given the time of year that's approaching. I have never spent a Christmas with anyone excluding my family. Last year was the first time I even was seeing someone around the Christmas period. That ended rather grotesquely about a week later. That Christmas was spent on my own though. I slept through most of it and played a few computer games to pass it by without having to look at the tv.
This year, I don't want to do that. I also don't want to spend it with my family because I know that'll make me even worse. I can't go anywhere because I can't really afford to spend big money, I can't go see any friends because they've scattered to the four winds and they will be with their family/hubby.
It all adds up to a few realisations. The chief one being I can't change a damn thing...
Isn't pretending fun?
Ps. mail me the pics you took of the stickers on the plane engine!!!
cecilia.