Miscalculation
Aug. 6th, 2007 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pyoor_excuseIt's not like I can afford to pay off the electricity bill I got after Xmas anyway; but I've been trying to creep closer to it. Unfortunately I didn't twig that it would be 'electricity bill month'; and thus used the money that should have been there to pay it off to pay off the credit card. So now...
...now it's the 6th of the month and I'm broke.
Bother.
I also need to get off my lazy arse and write to HMGov who seem to think I'm self employed. I rang them, and they said 'return the bill with a cover letter'; so I shall...
I dunno, I'm feeling a bit down today; have been since yesterday. Yesterday didn't *suck* as such, but it was just one of those days where my lack of experience and lack of knowledge really felt wearing. I have realised that I am actually the nurse with the least experience in the entire department. While I vacillate between putting my hand up or not at training sessions when people say 'and newly qualified?', I sometimes (well I do) forget that at work and I do feel my painful lack of knowledge at times.
But yeah, yesterday we were insanely busy. I kept complaining that people should be out relaxing (gently) in the sunshine (well, Ideally the shade, looking at some of the burns that came in); but instead they kept pouring in to A&E. Millions of the buggers. Well, quite a lot of 'em. And some people seem to assume I'm dumb, which is annoying. I was dressing someone's arm, and the Doctor had stated that we should send him home with dressings 'so he could dress it himself'. Uh, no, I think not. But I wanted to check what the policy was on that and the nurse I spoke to assumed that I wanted to send him home like that. Argh.
And when I came home last night my washer/drier decided to play up. I'm *assuming* that the clothes got all the way through the wash cycle. But I can't be sure. It seems to have died at the start of the dry cycle and went into a mode which isn't in the manual (the flash lights very fast mode); having spoken to my friend Dave who fixes these things he informed me that the model I've got does have a nasty habit of killing it's drier element, and when it does so it does the flash lights as if trying to induce an epileptic seizure in the user. At any rate I was all ready to ring Hotpoint and say 'WTF!' to them (It is, after all, less than a year old), but I emptied it and stuck it on a cycle this morning and it's made it all the way through without going nuts, so I shall just keep an eye on it.
Maybe it was tired too.
*Sighs*
Sadly, since I was up 'til late trying to figure out how to get my uniforms out so they'd be dry I am now even more tired and facing a Monday late, never a shift that's fun; and somehow I'd rather spend the day lying on the bed with a good book (of which I now have several to read) and not-doing-work. Gah.
...now it's the 6th of the month and I'm broke.
Bother.
I also need to get off my lazy arse and write to HMGov who seem to think I'm self employed. I rang them, and they said 'return the bill with a cover letter'; so I shall...
I dunno, I'm feeling a bit down today; have been since yesterday. Yesterday didn't *suck* as such, but it was just one of those days where my lack of experience and lack of knowledge really felt wearing. I have realised that I am actually the nurse with the least experience in the entire department. While I vacillate between putting my hand up or not at training sessions when people say 'and newly qualified?', I sometimes (well I do) forget that at work and I do feel my painful lack of knowledge at times.
But yeah, yesterday we were insanely busy. I kept complaining that people should be out relaxing (gently) in the sunshine (well, Ideally the shade, looking at some of the burns that came in); but instead they kept pouring in to A&E. Millions of the buggers. Well, quite a lot of 'em. And some people seem to assume I'm dumb, which is annoying. I was dressing someone's arm, and the Doctor had stated that we should send him home with dressings 'so he could dress it himself'. Uh, no, I think not. But I wanted to check what the policy was on that and the nurse I spoke to assumed that I wanted to send him home like that. Argh.
And when I came home last night my washer/drier decided to play up. I'm *assuming* that the clothes got all the way through the wash cycle. But I can't be sure. It seems to have died at the start of the dry cycle and went into a mode which isn't in the manual (the flash lights very fast mode); having spoken to my friend Dave who fixes these things he informed me that the model I've got does have a nasty habit of killing it's drier element, and when it does so it does the flash lights as if trying to induce an epileptic seizure in the user. At any rate I was all ready to ring Hotpoint and say 'WTF!' to them (It is, after all, less than a year old), but I emptied it and stuck it on a cycle this morning and it's made it all the way through without going nuts, so I shall just keep an eye on it.
Maybe it was tired too.
*Sighs*
Sadly, since I was up 'til late trying to figure out how to get my uniforms out so they'd be dry I am now even more tired and facing a Monday late, never a shift that's fun; and somehow I'd rather spend the day lying on the bed with a good book (of which I now have several to read) and not-doing-work. Gah.
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Date: 2007-08-06 01:41 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you're still feeling down, sweetie. I hope today is an unusual Monday and gives you a bit of a break.
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Date: 2007-08-06 08:38 pm (UTC)I just took a look at your Lake District photos and geez, I miss it up there. Did you eat tiffin and splash in lakes? ;p
I still find crumbs of Kendal Mint Cake in my backpack.no subject
Date: 2007-08-06 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-06 09:11 pm (UTC)I bet after my last trip there families sold their homes to buy tiffin factories and send their kids to tiffin-school. Of course, by then I was gone, so there was no one to eat it. The tiffin-market crashed and now no one speaks of it.
:'(