Whisperings

I have been zoned out of blogspere due to my workload getting bigger. I will work almost fulltime (I will try and make it, ideally, a four-day week, if not a four and half day) for the next couple of months. And the past few days, I have been dogged in the ‘getting acclimatised process ‘. Not that I believe anyone wonder or give tuppence of what I do…..thought I’ll just point that out just in case someone did care what I did or didn’t do? Is there a soul out there?

……………hmm………………umm……

No one cares about me! I think I better go eat worms - The first one was slimy, the second one was grimy, the third and fourth came up.

Dear Diary, : )

I have been flat out familiarising myself of the relief work I will be doing for the next couple of months - for someone going on hols. This is not mentioning the fact one of her projects is in a right royal mess - putting it mildly. Perhaps that is why she is going away; hoping someone would clear the mess or wishing cobweb on them or hoping it dissipate by the time she comes back. She is mad if she thinks one particular mess will go anywhere. If any, it’ll be she who will be going away.

Where do I begin? -There are cheques drawn that are unaccounted for- two client files are no where to be seen- I found forms in the bottom of a pile that should have been filed months ago…….I dread what I might find in the weeks to come.

One advantage for me is all the ‘right’ people together with everyone else is aware of the mess, so if she has any designs to shift the blame on me upon her return, she can snap out of it. It is fantasy. I will document every skerrick I do there. Yep, even if I sneeze it’ll be documented.

Though I am looking forward to the challenge I’d have to be in a loopy zone to think it will be a walk in the park. I am in a pickle and I hope the next two months will fly with a flick of a finger.

For the first time today I so needed a stiff drink and I am not even a hard drinker……the scary part is, the work has not even begun.

Looking at the bright side of things, I will have lot of autonomy. That is every workers dream, right?

I am so tired to the point of being delirious. So pardon me for any absurdity. Luckily Monday is a holiday- Labour Day. Yippee.