Just 4 more sleeps …
We take a break from the camera and megarider travels this week and I am on a count down to freedom … well freedom of one sort at least.
If I only make my work journeys this week I am expecting my ticket to weigh in at an exorbitant 11pence per mile … but I am sure Freedom will see me making some fun journeys again on the weekend. One thing I am very aware of from the past 14days is that week and weekend lost their meaning; each was simply a day offering the same possibilities. It was nice not to have to run around cramming in grocery shopping at the weekend.
So I bought my normal £24 weekly megarider when I boarded the bus today; weather guru was his usual cheerful self and the bus was still its intermittently squeaking self! Weather guru did not need to provide a forecast today … blue skies and sunshine had been replaced by a blanket of pale grey cloud and there was no sign of it breaking up. To cheer us up here are a few pictures of blue skies, prettiness and sunshine …
I had dreamed last night that I forgot to get off the bus at work and had kept going on my travels and then had to catch a bus back to work … sadly I all too readily slipped back into the old routine! Some of the stress threatened to overwhelm me as I got closer to the building but I dug deep and hauled the serenity back into my centre.
Then horror … it has never happened to me before … I could not remember my password; I knew the word but I am very good at using strong passwords which mix numbers, upper and lower case and characters … I had to ring and get it reset! Obviously the holiday has made me totally serene to the point of forgetfulness. I had also lost my mouse, gained a phone charger and nearly broke my neck because someone had altered my chair to the lowest possible setting … welcome back!
I have not spent an entire day inside a building for several weeks and by mid morning my face was burning and I felt hemmed in … I should not have worn fuschia today – it clashed with my ruddy cheeks by lunchtime – more make up tomorrow me thinks and black attire. However it is nice to go back with a bit of colour so it looks as if I have had a holiday.
Anyway with just 4 more sleeps to freedom I know part of what tomorrow has in store – we are doing lunch. I declined to say where my only provisio being no curry – so it will be a surprise. Less of a surprise is that they have circulated out that they are making a leaving collection – I hate fuss and given that there have been a few veiled hints from other folk outwith the immediate team I suspect that could happen tomorrow too … serenity can help me out there too. It is being organised with genuine affection and I shall be gracious – it is after all the people I will miss that have made sure I returned this week.
- Remembered to get off the bus;
- Forgot my password;
- Looked forward to seeing team members – it was returned when one of them who has been off poorly said the only thing that kept her going was thinking about being here for my last week;
- Told a few more folk about my big journey plans; and
- Didn’t get a call from my Mother because today they moved house … they did live 20 minutes away and now they are 7 hours away – I will miss the ad hoc lunches and arrangements made at the last minute to share a meal. They also took a precious cargo with them – they are expecting puppies in a few weeks and with any luck one of them will be returning to live here – but that is all in the future and I am grounded in the moment.