Week 2
Well in truth I guess this starts from Thursday of week one but the break makes sense in my mind.
By this point I was on "cold turkey", I hadn't checked an email, sent a text, updated my blog or spoken to friends or colleagues via msn or phone for nearly a week and I was beginning to crack up. I don't smoke, drink or take drugs. But my addiction is people. The mindless chatter you have to customers and friends alike. The Banter with your mate from another department, watching strangers go about their lives, children grasping at their mothers hands for fear of being lost I the sea of people at some shopping center. Ironic since I normally hide myself away.
Thursday we packed up and got back on the motor way. In under four hours and without managing to get lost we got to my parents house. They were glad to see us and I was relieved to see them deep down. I must admit I have worried about her since I last saw them, she doesn't let on as to how well she is really doing (not even when I was there) but at least I was there if she needed to talk. The dogs were seriously hyped. I love animals (obviously) and although getting jumped all over by some hairy four legged beings isn't everyone's cup of tea the loyalty, admiration and pure unadulterated love a dog shows is unbeatable. If only people were as genuine.
Friday we went to Alton Towers, it wasn't a bad day, the weather was fairly warm but fresh, it wasn't too crowded so we hardly queued for the rides. The water rides were a big mistake though. I should have had more common sense, we went on the log ride and I got so wet my trousers went see through (not a pretty sight as I'm sure you will agree). It took ages to get dry and I was hiding under my jacket trying to avoid any funny looks from passers by. Tom of course thought it was hilarious and I think this is karma paying me back for laughing at him earlier on the break. Not that I believe in luck or karma and all that. But you never know right!
For the earlier part of the holiday my health had been great, no morning sickness and headaches, but that night I was ill and spent quite some time keeping Tom awake as I went to and from the shower/toilet blocks to be sick. Let's face it, if you're going to be ill you really want to do it in the privacy of your own home, not a hotel room and most definitely not in a tent with no toilet. Probably the hardest night we had and certainly the longest.
We went to the potteries in Stoke for a day out on Saturday and Tom decided that the extra bonus I earned would buy a load of stuff we could resell for profit back in Norfolk. Bearing in mind I complain that he has no ambition in life I didn't see it as my place to stop him. He spent quite a lot, well more than I thought we should but he justified it and seemed to have a reasonable plan of action including proposed profit margins. Off the record I was quite impressed but I didn't tell you that. The rest of the stay we spent with my folks just hanging out and catching up. Nice but can't spend too long with them without thinking of the dueling banjos! Hahaha maybe I'm a hill billy in disguise!?
Went home on Tuesday, which took about 5 hours. Didn't do much with the rest of the week, as we had spent most of the money for the month. When it came down to it you shall be surprised (har har) to hear that Tom decided we wouldn't make any money of the stuff we had bought. I think I almost snapped when he said we couldn't sell it. We tried a few items but didn't make much money and now the rest is going on eBay. I swear next time I have the gut instinct to stop him I will. We can't afford mistakes like that!
Tom went back to work on the Saturday and I went back on the Monday, still no work or personal laptop!
By this point I was on "cold turkey", I hadn't checked an email, sent a text, updated my blog or spoken to friends or colleagues via msn or phone for nearly a week and I was beginning to crack up. I don't smoke, drink or take drugs. But my addiction is people. The mindless chatter you have to customers and friends alike. The Banter with your mate from another department, watching strangers go about their lives, children grasping at their mothers hands for fear of being lost I the sea of people at some shopping center. Ironic since I normally hide myself away.
Thursday we packed up and got back on the motor way. In under four hours and without managing to get lost we got to my parents house. They were glad to see us and I was relieved to see them deep down. I must admit I have worried about her since I last saw them, she doesn't let on as to how well she is really doing (not even when I was there) but at least I was there if she needed to talk. The dogs were seriously hyped. I love animals (obviously) and although getting jumped all over by some hairy four legged beings isn't everyone's cup of tea the loyalty, admiration and pure unadulterated love a dog shows is unbeatable. If only people were as genuine.
Friday we went to Alton Towers, it wasn't a bad day, the weather was fairly warm but fresh, it wasn't too crowded so we hardly queued for the rides. The water rides were a big mistake though. I should have had more common sense, we went on the log ride and I got so wet my trousers went see through (not a pretty sight as I'm sure you will agree). It took ages to get dry and I was hiding under my jacket trying to avoid any funny looks from passers by. Tom of course thought it was hilarious and I think this is karma paying me back for laughing at him earlier on the break. Not that I believe in luck or karma and all that. But you never know right!
For the earlier part of the holiday my health had been great, no morning sickness and headaches, but that night I was ill and spent quite some time keeping Tom awake as I went to and from the shower/toilet blocks to be sick. Let's face it, if you're going to be ill you really want to do it in the privacy of your own home, not a hotel room and most definitely not in a tent with no toilet. Probably the hardest night we had and certainly the longest.
We went to the potteries in Stoke for a day out on Saturday and Tom decided that the extra bonus I earned would buy a load of stuff we could resell for profit back in Norfolk. Bearing in mind I complain that he has no ambition in life I didn't see it as my place to stop him. He spent quite a lot, well more than I thought we should but he justified it and seemed to have a reasonable plan of action including proposed profit margins. Off the record I was quite impressed but I didn't tell you that. The rest of the stay we spent with my folks just hanging out and catching up. Nice but can't spend too long with them without thinking of the dueling banjos! Hahaha maybe I'm a hill billy in disguise!?
Went home on Tuesday, which took about 5 hours. Didn't do much with the rest of the week, as we had spent most of the money for the month. When it came down to it you shall be surprised (har har) to hear that Tom decided we wouldn't make any money of the stuff we had bought. I think I almost snapped when he said we couldn't sell it. We tried a few items but didn't make much money and now the rest is going on eBay. I swear next time I have the gut instinct to stop him I will. We can't afford mistakes like that!
Tom went back to work on the Saturday and I went back on the Monday, still no work or personal laptop!
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