The Lady Hooligan’s Page

She came into my room again tonight. Not to find out how I was (I have a terrible cold!) but to start criticising everything she reckons I do wrong! She never comes to my side of the house for any other reason than that. Yes, I’m not a neat person. That’s ok, I can live with that one - but at least my mess is confined to a 3 x 4 m space in the house!

I have decided to move out in January. How I shall afford it, God only knows. But there’s a choice between starving to death and being belittled all the time. And I’d rather starve my body than my soul.

Well, we’ll see when we get there, I suppose… Only four more months….

It has been decided…

The four most influential words in the English language…  And yours charmingly made them happen!

Today, Monday, 21 July 2008 is the turning point in my career here at the library…  I’m seriously fed up with the whole aura of the place, the negative colleagues and the demands of the public.

The question remains… Should I call it quits while I’m still relatively cool, calm and collected, or should I wait until the excrement really hits the cooling device?  And what will I be doing when I go?  Will I have enough money to survive on for at least 6 months if I resign?  And will I have the gumption to make the calls that count? (That last one is the REAL question…)

And will I go?  Where to? Will I rent me a place and buy the necessary stuff…?  I have no idea… So maybe I should think a little more, before I decide…