Only got time for a quick one today - if there's spelling/grammatical mistakes please excuse cause I'm typing really fast.
Work has gone from trudging to high speed in just one phone call. I make swimming costumes for a local school and I'd had a couple of phone calls from them in the last few months - just preliminary inquiries about this year's pricing structure and time frame for delivery. It was getting close to the school holidays and I was sure I'd get an order before they went on break but I got nothing! Diddly-squat!!
In the back of my mind I was worried about a couple of things - were the inquiries to compare me to another company and the other company ended up with the order? or had they forgotten to put the order in and I was going to be slammed when school went back?
Well I was half right with the second thought. They hadn't forgotten to put in the order, they'd just emailed it to the wrong email address. Oops! I got a slightly frantic call on Monday afternoon wondering why I hadn't acknowledged their emails. So now I have a huge order to get done as soon as possible - which is great but it might have been nice to spread it out over those weeks where I was twiddling my thumbs.
And my Facebook page for work has gone viral. Okay, maybe 24 likers is not quite viral (especially when you consider that at least a third of them are relatives) but it's a start.
Three days till I get in that flying tin can heading to Melbourne. Sam is so excited. He found out that the first game of the season for the A League (Australia's soccer competition) is being played about 1 k from where we're staying. So we've ditched the squad dinner and are heading off to, hopefully, an exciting night of football. I'm a bit sorry that we won't be going to the dinner but it's Sam's and my Mother/son weekend away and I want it to be really special and memory-making. I want Sam to look back years and years from now and remember what a wonderful time we had and then decide to put me in the nice nursing home, not the one that's vermin-riddled and has a psychotic nurse who likes to put oldies out of their misery. I'm looking at this weekend as a form of insurance for the future!