Tag: Anger

final meeting – first published 31 October 2013

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The last day of October 2013 was the day of my final redundancy meeting. CJ was up before I left for work because he was off on a course. This meant the gym was a cacophony of coughing, I’m surprised the neighbours weren’t complaining. After one particularly lung wrenching bout of coughing from him I said, “annoying isn’t it?” in the spirit of being sympathetic. CJ is not known for his cheery disposition first thing in the morning and thought I was moaning at him. A mother’s place is in the wrong, I guess. It set the pattern for the day. Continue reading final meeting – first published 31 October 2013

Once more unto the breach dear friends – first published 4 October 2013

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The beginning of October 2013 was the beginning of the end of my job with Silver Helm. There was one last meeting with the HR witch and the New New COO and I was determined to have my say even though I knew fighting was futile. Did it make me feel better? Not really, but I’m pretty sure it made them feel worse. Continue reading Once more unto the breach dear friends – first published 4 October 2013

Storms on the horizon – first published 3 October 2013

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Mostly I don’t feel old. Well, not until I look in the mirror anyway. In my head I guess I’m twenty, maybe twenty five. On 3 October 2013 though, I felt ancient. This was down to Ashleigh. This was the day she turned twelve. How did that happen? How could I have a twelve year old granddaughter? It just wasn’t possible, not when I was only twenty, or maybe twenty five. Where did all those years go to? Continue reading Storms on the horizon – first published 3 October 2013