Ups And Downs

This thing of beauty should be landing on my doorstep tomorrow ... my luvverly new camera. Do I need a new camera? Nope, not really. Do I want it? Yep! Do I deserve it? Definitely! My trusty Olympus C40 (bought Christmas 2002) has died (so hardly very trusty, really!) and so I really need a compact. Unfortunately, this beauty is hardly the most compact of compacts, though I believe it is still small enough to fit into my handbag - the whole idea of getting a new camera was that I can carry it around with me all the time - you'd never believe the great photo ideas I get when I DON'T have a camera with me (other than my not-so-great mobile one), so I thought I should indulge myself. After all, I'M NEARLY 40!!!

Oh my God, I can't believe there's only nine days to go until the inevitable. I've been trying not to stress out about it, but I can't help it. It's just going to be another day like all the rest (isn't it?) The thing is, I can't help seeing 40 is evidence of the start of middle age ... and I don't wanna be middled aged. I wanna be young and funky. But I've never been either, no matter how much I kid myself, and am never likely to be either! There is half of me that truly believes that if I drive to work with the windows down and something like the Arctic Monkeys or Kaiser Chiefs blaring out of the stereo, people will look at me and say 'wow, funky chick - great music!', and then the other half that thinks they probably look at me and think 'listen to your own era, Grandma!'. Actually, that's not really true, but I feel like I'm desperately trying to stop time so that I don't get old.

So, ups and downs this week. I was in a bad state of PMT earlier this week (potentially murderous temper), and I was very mean to Ioannis yesterday when he came in. But he deserved it, cos he's an idiot. A big idiot. His saving grace was that he sent me a text yesterday afternoon thanking me for my help and apologising for making me cross. Being oh so gracious, naturally I sent one back saying that it was quite all right and he hadn't made me cross - NOT! I tore another strip off him by return text, but hey, I had PMT so that makes it alright ...

Okay, so I did toy with the idea of sending him another text last night or this morning apologising for being mean ... but I didn't and I'm not going to. He deserved it. Anyway, he knows (I think) that I get cross but I forget about it quite quickly. Hhhmmm.

I am shocked that already it's Thursday night - I've been so busy at work this week that it seems to have flown by. I have really made serious inroads to the mountains of work that I have waiting to be done, which is good - and surprising considering the mood I've been in - yesterday lunchtime I was at the height of my PMT-ness and felt like I was ready to burst into tears ... but I bravely soldiered on blah blah blah ... my God, I talk rubbish sometimes!

At least my mood today has been a lot brighter. I hate it when I am feeling down and depressed - even though it can quite often be the norm for me. I hate feeling like I just can't progress with anything. Although I've been feeling like that this week I've persevered and accomplished a lot here at home with the stamps, AND I've done online passport applications tonight for me and Sean (Colin did them for himself and Ethan the other day).

I have to stop whining on this blog, it's boring.

So ... tomorrow: my battery charger (1 hr fast charge) and two sets of batteries arrived today, so I am going to get them charged up ready for when my camera gets here tomorrow, so hopefully I will have some nice pics to share. I bought some stunningly beautiful deep pink carnations the other day, and as my new toy has a macro down to 1 cm feature I shall be experimenting to see how good my flowery pics can be.

Ciao, babes!