Thanks to the wonders of wireless broadband and an extension lead, I'm writing this from the (dis-)comfort of my shed. The reason I'm in here is because a) I kitted it out as an office of sorts back in January and b) Nur, along with her friend Bilge, are doing an extensive clean of the house from top to bottom, and moaning about it. well, they bloody well decided to do it.
I am not what could be described as un lapin joyeaux at the moment. I am feeling very pissed off with work, and one incident in particular involving someone in a position senior to me. I am not going to say anything more about this at the moment, save to say that it has made me seriously consider whether I resign or not. However, I am not going to do anything in a fit of anger - that would be to harm none but myself: No, I am going to bide my time - for now. It is not the anger so much as the disappointment at an act done in an underhand way, and the knowledge that I can no longer rely on or trust this person in the way I would have done before.