Married to the Mob

Well here I am at home on a sunny Friday morning. Coffee at my fingertips, porridge steaming, still in my pajamas, National Radio burbling on about the state of our Hospital Emergency departments in the background. I’m blogging! My partner wryly points out as he leaves for work, “No, you’re blobbing.” I’ve never blogged before so it’s a bit of a blank canvas. My understanding is you’re supposed to ramble on with what’s been going on in your life. Well I can do that, anyone can. Whether or not anyone wants to read it is another matter.

Well, it’s been a funny old week. What with the down turn in the economy our business has certainly dropped. Everyone has put a padlock on their training, their conferences and their entertainment spend, which boils down to extra time on my hands. Having said that, it seems like all the work I DO have for the entire month has been crammed into this one bloody week. Why can’t you people organize yourselves!