Garden Girl Blog

I am going to London to visit friends for the weekend.  Am really looking forwar to it but will miss the husband as he is not coming.  Am really going to be glad to escape from work for a few days and will not be taking my laptop!

Very tired now, so off to bed.

I saw the first starlings of the year in my garden this morning.  They come and pick over the grass and find all the Leatherjackets (baby crane fly)  and put some air holes in the grass.  They do this for free every spring, my strange neighbours have been know to pay a local company £50 for the same task!

Yesterday I was, as seems to be the normal thing now, stressed about work and therefore connected in and did some stuff to get more up to date.  It should have been my day off but that was going to be okay because I have today off this week so no problem. Spent all morning working and then in the afternoon I went and sorted out stuff in the garden.  Had a really good afternoon and got lots done, I was very pleased.

Had a very lazy evening and did not even bother with Wii Fit and went to bed nice and early.

Part of the reason I had been stressed at work was because we were trying to redo the stuff that failed the other day, we got permission and that is no easy thing to get, and most of this permission was based on the fact that all of us involved told the world and his wife that we feel sure everything would go well... so now you can see what is come next like a great big train.... 3am this morning a text from one of my team.  Not only had part of what we were doing failed but there were bigger issues which started around the same time... cause unknown... what can I say but f*ck.. and I do not swear often.

So I got up and connected into work at 3am to try and help sort things out, we did get sorted and really our stuff when okay... besides the fact it failed of course... which is not always the point, but still a huge pain in the bum.

So my day off again is not really a day off and every time I think things cannot get worse... they do.

Oh well, what can you do?