Ahhh, internet. I thought i would never see you again.

So i finally have Internet at home.
After a trillion phone calls, and using too much data on my phone (I'm gonna regret it when my bill comes), it was connected yesterday. Or, last night.
It would have been two weeks tomorrow.
I felt like i was in a third world country or something.
I even had access to more Internet when i was in Japan then i did now.
(FYI. My work has Internet access, obv. but they also have a thing called websense, which blocks all the good sites, so it might as well suck).


Anyway, being almost 2 weeks in our new house, i think we have done pretty good with the unpacking business. We still have a few boxes, and i know we have some books that haven't yet been unpacked and i feel like not all my clothes are unpacked, but who knows. Its at that point where we can live and not be missing anything. It doesn't matter that our (small) sun room is half full with boxes. At our last (two) places, i think we had basically the same amount of stuff not unpacked either... Its a matter of going through and throwing around stuff, and who has the time to do that? Lets be honest.

Back to the Internet, do you know how hard it was to go two weeks without reading other blogs? I honestly just spent about 4 hours catching up. (probably time i could have unpacked and sorted.... oh well).

We got my family to help us move and while i felt really bad for my dad, cause he was doing a lot of the packing into the car and lifting (heaps of moving experience), he is my dad and i worry. Don't fret though, the husband and the brother, and the sisters semi new boyfriend were also helping.
It was kinda good that my dad has heaps of moving experience, cause my step mum volunteered to get left at the new house (which i thought was an easy way out), but she cleaned so much and unpacked the kitchen and the bathroom AND EVEN made our bed for us. It was so nice to not have to do that at the end of the day when we were so tired. AND its even nicer to be searching for something in the bathroom or kitchen and be like, hmmmm, i would put here and voila! its already there!
I also felt bad for my dad though, cause he wanted to leave to get home in time to watch a new show, but i knew cause he was so tired that if he DID get home in time, he would probably fall asleep, but it turns out they didn't get home in time. I think i might buy it for him.

As i have mentioned several times, i think, I'm working in a different department at the moment. Not too bad, but not good enough that i would want to work there as part of my job, although, my boss did suggest if i liked it, he would see what he could do for me to be there permanently, which was nice seeing as he has never tried before.
I have this problem though, that i have to be working 100% or more all day until i know that all the work is done. Then i get bored and I'll admit annoying. This department spends a lot of time waiting on other peoples responses/opinions and a lot of time doing i dunno what. I just know when I'm working at my normal pace, they are all shocked that i get through the work so quickly. Its all very strange.

Anyway, that's not why i bought work up. Parts of my company are getting, i guess integrated into the company that majority owns us. That's the easiest way i can explain it without going into the whole she bang of it all. What it means is part of the company will be moving locations, salaries and some of them will get new bosses. My (proper) department is part of the ones who get all three. Location, salary and a new boss.
Now, I'm not too fussed with the location thing, my work has moved in the past, and it actually works out cheaper for me to get there, so very meh about that. My only complaint is that i was sick as a dog on the day i was supposed to go over to the new location and haven't been there yet.
Salary isn't even worth mentioning, cause its like a $50 increase. Different team, same department as us, is still on more then us even though they do less then us, and i lose my loadings, (cause i finish at a certain time). So $50 up, but $200 down a week. So much for the company being all about no one being negatively affected... The husband got a MAJOR rise though, so even though it pointed out my suckiness even more, i guess it works out ok.
The new boss is my major thing though. My current boss doesn't do much for us. But IMO i think its cause we were just palmed off onto him and he is really a manager of another department. BUT, that said, its better the devil you know. My boss knows how i work and when i get cranky to just let me be for 5-10 mins and I'll get over it. I haven't met the new boss yet. I'm also a little anxious about meeting him, cause my current boss, (and other people) have said all these good things about me, (which aren't lies) and i have it in my head that he (new boss) may be waiting for me to screw up. You know, what happens when people are put on a pedestal. I don't know if that is the case, or if its just me being all hard on myself.

OH! Thats why i bought up work... next week is our last week at our current location and i just dont feel like it is. At all. I dont know if its cause im working with a team that isn't moving, (well, they are moving floors), or what, but it hasn't hit me yet that i wont be catching the train to work after next week. That i won't be sitting at MY desk. That i have to pack up my desk... All those things. Its odd.

So i hvae drivelled on for long enough, and considering its now 2.30 in the afternoon and i have been reading the internets since 10, (dont judge, its the weekend), i best get up.



PS. Oh, just so you know and i don't feel bad, we totally gave my family money for helping us. Even though they didn't want to accept it, cause they are family, the time they spend helping us, they totally deserved it.

Family time is fun time...

I went to visit my family this past weekend.

I love doing this. But i hate doing it at the same time.

I live in the city and they live basically, what could be classed as (and what my husband calls) the country. Its not really the country, but its far enough away and so completely different that it just is.

I love seeing them, and i don't see them enough, so its great when we do go up there, but i hate it cause it means that i pretty much have no weekend.

I finish work at 7pm every day, so if we leave right after work, we don't get to their house until at least 9pm. At the very earliest. No kidding. Now, we wouldn't normally, go up there right after work, because that means that we would have to take our weekend junk to work, and that's just a hassle.

But, if we go up on Saturday, it means a longer trip, AND we need to get up early, and that means no weekend sleep in. Boo.

And then when we come home, on Sunday, it means, to not actually just waste the day on the train, ( did i mention, that we don't drive? OK, we don't drive, we have a parking spot, but no car), we have to leave pretty late, so we get home late, and no weekend. : (

So seeing family = no weekend, which works out pretty good, except it means that we have to do all the weekend stuff after work during the week, which means, they usually don't get done.... Like the washing and the cleaning, and the shopping...

My little brother and sister also are kinda sporty people, (totally the opposite of me), so when we go there for the weekend, we either go watch them play sport, or they sometimes, don't go to their sport, (which is kinda bad, cause they need to pay for it at the beginning of the year, so its kinda wasted money...), but its more the sister then the brother that stops the sport, nothing stops my little brother from his football, and golf... No matter if he is invited to go see Transformers or not!!

So yesterday, my 'little' brother had his football, and this morning my sister went to soccer. We went to his football game and below are some photos of said watching of the game:

This is obviously how interested i was in the game...

(its the pretty clouds, and i have at least 5 photos all similar to this)

Myself, my little sister and her friend - not one of us looking the direction of where the game was being played.

This is the leagues club that sponsored the teams, i guess...

Anyway, there were these cute little girls playing over in that direction.

Obviously, its a little hard to see, but i only had my phone to take pictures.

Shoot me.

First photo of where the game is!!

However, i think you can only see one or two players...

But that guy fully in the picture is my dear Dad. He's the manager, which basically means, you get a chair to sit on and get to sit next to the players on the field. I'm sure there is other junk to do, (he was quite stressed before leaving for the game and had to get there like 3 hours before the game started), but, I'm really jealous of the chair.

So that was the football, i don't have any photos of the soccer, cause i would have had to get up at like 6am on a Sunday, and i don't even get up that early on a weekday for work. Sorry, sister dear, i love you and all, but i love my sleep more. Also, we took you to the movies, (when i could have gotten a lift (in a car) home, instead of the train) so i don't have that much to feel guilty about. Plus, we went to your game last time, and not his, so fair fair.

It makes me sad that i barely go up there, the last time we went up was to drop my little sister off, after her and her friend stayed with us for a week... Before that i think it was Christmas. I really hate that i can't go up there more often. I think it has to do with the no car thing, and the travel thing, and then no weekend thing, and the we like sleep thing. I hate that i basically only see them, for birthdays. (it was my little sisters 14th birthday on Friday, hence the need to go up there).

Oh, and PS. He totally won. The final score was 46-6 i think. I know it was 40-something to 6 anyway.

You ain't no friend of mine!

I hate parts of being a female. 

I dont know if everyone feels like this, but here is my rant of what i hate about it. 

I hate my monthly 'friend'. 

I know for sure that if someone I knew, (as in an actual friend), who made me be in this much pain on a monthly on basis,that they would definitely not be my friend for more then a month or two. 100 and 50% for sure!!

I hate that I get over overwhemingly emotional cause of this 'friend'. I just saw the ad on this blog ( i was blog stalking), AND IT MADE ME CRY. YES CRY!!! Not bawling cry, but there were tears. I hate that. That crying over dancing people ads is not me. 

I hate that I lose my patience when my 'friend' is due to visit. In my job i need a lot of patience. A lot. And when i have less patient then normal, i get called a bitch. Now, cause my department is now a group of guys, (some with partners, some without), they just think I'm being a bitch, they don't understand. I hate that. 

I hate that i literally can not move in the first day or two without being in overwhelming pain. Yes, i am being serious and am not exaggerating. HOWEVER, i do like that this means my husband is super nice to me, and i *sometimes* get breakfast in bed, but most of the time, all meals on the couch. That's a good part, but in no way makes up for the pain. 

I hate that my emotional state causes me to think, that he is thinking, what is it in for him, and then second guess the niceness that he is doing for me... 

I hate when my 'friend' visits on the weekend, cause my weekend is dead then. Completely dead. At least when i get this visitor during the week, i can do one of two things, either call in sick to work, (which to be honest, i have only done once or twice for this reason), or go to work and feel and look and act so sick, and weak, (cause i get all so weak that even if the pain allowed me to be able to move proper, my body literally would barely be able to move me.), so i get all the are you ok's? and do you need any help etc etc, and its great! I also get to dose up on nurofen plus's and that's good too. I feel guilty about dosing up at home, cause i don't need need to make the pain go away cause its not like I'm going to be going anywhere... 

That is what i hate.