62 Pence!

62 pence, 62 pence, 62 PENCE!  That is how much a first class stamp costs now, 62 bloody pence.  62 pence just to send something that weights a few ounces that is criminal.  There got that off my chest, it had been bugging me for a few days and I needed to have a mini rant about it.

So what has been happening over the last few days, well quite a lot actually?  But I will start with today, which was an excellent day all around if you discount my doctor’s surgery getting my prescription wrong.  I have been working long hours as we are very busy and short on peeps to shop.  Today was no exception but like the last few days I have been really focused and pumped when shopping.  I could have carried on shopping today but we ran out of customer orders.  Only tomorrow to round off this weeks shopping period and I am hoping it will be another good day.  Anyway back today, I was happily shopping when our Human Resources lady came up to me and asked where my work trousers were.  In the wash I replied and as I was only given one pair it is sometimes difficult to get them washed overnight.  I do not fancy wearing the same pair of trousers for 5 days in a row doing the job I do.  The panic set in and the HR lady said I needed to have a pair of work trousers as Sainsbury’s number two was due to pay a visit.  Off she dashed to get a pair whilst I happily carried on shopping.

15 minutes later I got a message on my handset saying I had store my shop and return to the warehouse now!  So dutifully I stored my shop and made my way back to the warehouse in wonder as to the reason behind the summons.  I had completely forgot about the trousers business and the pending visit from the number two.  Upon arrival I was greeted by my boss and another team leader both smiling away and the request to get my trousers off was forth coming!  It is not often a chap has two ladies request he removes his trousers!  My replacement trousers had clearly arrived and I once again dutifully trotted off to the toilets to change, after all one has one’s modesty to preserve!  It turns out they could not source a pair of normal trousers so I was gifted a pair of night shift trousers.  They are slightly more hard wearing and have lots of pockets.  I am keeping these as they are so cool, they even have a pocket especially for my pens, one for the tool to cut the packaging off deliveries and a mobile phone sized pocket that I can use for my iPod.  Best of all they fit although I am not sure how they are across the bottom, as no one would tell me.  If Human Resources want them back they can wait the 6 months it took me to get my first pair of trousers.

It has been a good week at work, I have really got into the groove shopping wise and that always feels good.  I have had lots of opportunities to help customers whilst out on the shop floor which I love to do.  Now all I need to do is add a few hours to each of my working days as standard and I think I will be able to stay in the job for the foreseeable future.  At present my basic salary is not enough to get me through the month in one piece and I am relying on any overtime I get to help.  Not a way to plan and get by for sure, it leaves no room for the unexpected and any chance of saving.  That is one of the reasons I have not blogged in the last few days, as I have been busy going through the pile of paper work that was hidden away in my bureau and making a start on getting on top of the finances.  I have never been much good with money and if I am honest I have never really liked it anyway.  But as the thought of defaulting on the rent is not one that sits easily I knuckled down and started to get to grips with the issues.  The one thing it did make me realise was how much I had been spending on alcohol that is one reason why the pile of paperwork had stacked up.

I guess you are wondering how I have been doing on the drinking front, well up until yesterday not very well, hit and miss more like.  Going through the paperwork did not make me feel proud and after kicking myself around the room for and hour I put a plan in place.  A cunning plan that has removed my ability to purchase alcohol having surrendered my bank card I will only have enough each week to get petrol, buy shopping and some pocket money for the breakfast club.

So if all goes to plan job wise I can focus on more important things and not have to worry about money.  I can give the people I care for time and I can get my photography back on track too.  I may have allowed myself a few days of future planning and I will have to come back to it every now and then but I am still going to take it one day at a time.  Deciding what to do that day when I get up bar the going to work bit.  I have just realized that I have not done any ironing for a while; thought I felt as if something was a bit strange.

I will tell you another strange thing that happened during the week.  Thursday I drove to work and did not see another vehicle on the roads all the way to work.  Not a single person or animal and barely a sound other than my car.  It was very surreal for sure straight out of a disaster movie where I was the only person left.  Then I realized that I would have access to enough food to keeping me going for a while, petrol for the car and access to where ever I wanted to take photographs.  I could get myself a portal generator to keep my computer and cameras going.  It got me wondering how long would it be before I either ran out of resources to sustain myself or had to resort to a purely basic level of existence?  The movie “I am Legend” came to mind although the world would have to put up with a survivour a lot less handsome than Will Smith, unlucky.

Well I am going to close for now and I have get some beauty sleep as it will be another busy day at work tomorrow, it is also the last shopping day for week 4 period one and I would like to round it off on a high.

Until next time take care.

Si x