Happy new year everyone!
A marathon 14 hour shift yesterday, constant work and I was not too crisp at the end of the day. One of the consultants gave me an earful, I gave him a jab back and he apologised. Not taking crap. No freaking way, not when I am working 14 hours on a public holiday! Good moolah, though.
For my last day of the year, I did 2 laps around prinny and I was quite proud of myself.
I am starting work elsewhere for the last 4 weeks of the doctoring year (It ends on the 1st of february. This new work involves on call periods. Pfffft. Hope they are not too onerous. Also, I still have stuff to do with the old work – a bit of planning to do for the next doctoring year. The blog you see is procrastination!
My tummy has popped out with bloating. I don’t know why – probably the garlic bread and lasagna on new years eve. We went to my old friend’s place for NYE, the one who I had re-united with this year. Nice girl, but I was constantly fearing that we would run out of stuff to talk about. I don’t think we have much in common anymore, our paths have diverged greatly. I shall see how it goes.
Better start on the planning thingy…… pffft. (pffft is my new expression of distaste, for today)
Off to do the Portsea Twilight tomorrow, I am a bit scared, for two reasons. First, the course is a bit tough. Second, I will be seeing grown men doing an undie run (shudder). Myself and my friend will be making a day of it.
Postscript: I have just signed up for run for the kids. Better get my ar$e into gear.