April 26, 2012 in Uncategorized
Direct english for ‘voor op die wa’.
Caleb just pulled himself up by my hands. One minute he’s sitting on his bum and I have his hands in mine, and the next, he’s standing. Isn’t it too fast?? He’s only five months old!!
And he’s tantrummy this morning. Jeez. At first I thought it’s his ears. His antibiotics are finished but I don’t think it did the trick. He’s been whiny ever since. Is this just the particular stage of development he’s at? If you’re not playing with him, he’ll start crying. He’s also developed a really ugly growling type of cry when he wants a bottle. Jeez. My little godzilla baby.
I miss breastfeeding. I find the endless preparation of bottles a pain in the … yeah. And I’m so scared he’s going to become fat now because of bottle-feeding.
I spoke too soon yesterday. Learned a really hard lesson this morning. I accidentally changed the wrong person’s banking details so the guy didn’t get paid. Mistakes happen, but yes, you don’t mess with someone’s pay. I felt like such a chop, but that’s the thing about me. I admit it. I admit my mistakes and take responsibility for them. Like I said, just because I’m in CE’s shoes doesn’t mean I am her. This was my first month flying solo on the payroll and yes, it’s intimidating. It’s scary. I fear making mistakes very much, and boom. I made one. A crucial one. FAIL!!
Luckily it’s sorted. But I’m sure my admonishment is waiting on Wednesday. And I will take it without a peep, without defiance because I know. The second rule I was taught is always check your work. Always make sure you’ve loaded the right information for the right person.
Leave it to Murphy to kick you in the kidney just when you think you’re on the right track.
I wonder if Godzilla will give me a break to make some lunch…
Helen gave me an idea the other night, when they had Fish-aways for dinner on their anneversary. Last night we had some, and it makes a wonderful change from KFC or McDonalds. I really enjoyed the fish nuggets, prawn pops, calamari and rice combo I got, along with the salad. It just tasted so much better than the greasy chicken you usually buy. I think I’m hooked. Scuze the pun. I’d rather have it more often than we have the aforementioned take-aways. And I had the leftovers for breakfast, it was yummy THanks for the idea, Helen!
HAve a good one, y’all!