Da-dalalala, da... dalalala...

We're leaving together, but it's still farewell, and maybe we'll come back, to earth, who can tell?

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It's the final countdown...

Less than a week left at Red Tree! Less than two weeks until our first World Cup guests start to arrive! Less than three weeks until the opening match!

All the exclamation marks are making me panic!!!

Exciting / scary / awesome / stressful / brilliant / freaky stuff, people. Especially on a tame Tuesday morning.

Limbo

My office is looking empty. Now that the company is merging with another and I'm leaving, lots of packing up has to be done.

So far we've sold lots of the furniture and chucked out lots of random stuff that's been carted around from office to office over the years (we have about 250 lanyards lying around. Weird). My paperwork has all been sorted out and personal items taken home. Now it's just me sitting on my pilates ball at my desk with my PC, phone and my red stapler.

It all somehow feels surreal, like it's happening to someone else. But then again, it's too busy for me to actually sit down and think about it (nevermind blog about it properly), so it's just a case of moving forward everyday until the new reality sets in.

Did that make any sense?

As long as I have my stapler, I'll be fine.

First Monday in the new office

Seeing I started the new job last Tues, this is my first Monday in the office. So far, so good. I had my first status meeting, which was actually a lot of fun (especially since I brought home-made cake - the bribery starts). We have a chill room, filled with beanbags and stability balls, and everyone is very honest and open, which is cool.



The end of last week was quite hectic, and I had my first taste of PR crisis management, which was thrilling, if a little stressful. The weekend was good - we had a potjie and wine lunch on Sat, which was lots of work, but lots of fun. And we wtached loads of DVDs and chilled, so I got a bit of rest, which I think I really needed. I forget how much energy big changes take out of me!

Here's a Vernie pic for you...

Don't drink and write signs...

I'm not sure how I like this hubby studying thing. I oscillate between moments of extreme jealousy and extreme enjoyment.

Let me explain... He finished up at work last week, but his studies only start next week, so he's taking this wek to chill. Which he deserves.

BUT... It still drives me mad that he can laze in bed in the mornings, and is still fast asleep when I leave for work, and that he's usually enjoying a DVD on the couch when I get home. Grrr. Especially seeing it doesn't occur to him to do the things I would do if I got home early - like sort out the pile of papers lying on the kitchen counter, or tidy the distater zone that is our room etc.

On the other hand... (sorry, I am abusing the ellipsis today) it is handy that I can give him all my rubbish chores to do, and he has no excuses to wriggle out of them. Today he is returning my faulty GPS to the store, having my car washed, and taking the cat to the vet. Nice.

In fact, I think I can deal with my jealousy issues if it means that I don't have to do all that stuff. It may be a different story when exams roll around though. At least all this change keeps things interesting ;-)