LothedInTransitionBlogPost1You are on the archive wiki. The new wiki is here. I love our new offices. Well, that is to say, I love the location of the new offices. Work-wise it's a pest, there's no banks or large local branch of the post office. Also they haven't finished installing all the amenities and the kitchen doesn't even have a sink with running water let alone anything as sophisticated as electricity. Also my new desk is absolutely tiny and looks like a bomb hit it at the moment since it's just piles and piles of paper. Fortunately it's just a temporary feature, and I'm being promised a new one soon. I'm gradually getting the backlogue of work cleared and sorted, although not as fast as I should be, despite the fact that I've worked and average of and hour and a half overtime for the last two days running. Partially my fault though since I was struck down with toncilitus for the entire of last week. Today I'm off to see Kait for lunch since I'm in dire need of some good advice about my future and she the one person who I trust to be able to see my situation and advise me on it without bias. It's a "to go home or not to go home" question and my world is very firmly divided into the people who want me back in SA and the people who want me here in London. |