(Video clip of Lili St Cyr interpreting Ebb Tide posted on Youtube by brutallodotcom).
My, how life does ebb and flow! I must say, at the risk of sounding annoying, that the flow has been pretty darn pleasing lately.
You may remember that, a while back, I was whining ceaselessly about work and the fact that, to quote The Eagles (as, in my scholarly manner, I am often known to do), it appeared that I could check out any time I liked but I could never leave. In a nutshell, I posited that (in no particular order):
1. Someone would block my progress because it did not suit them 2. I would apply for a dog of a job
3. I would have a few good weeks and decide that things were not so bad after all
4. Someone would guilt me into staying. Well! What has transpired since then has been pleasantly surprising. I, after seven years of the same old shit, have landed myself a new job. Here is what occurred:
1. The person involved could not have been more supportive. I think she realised that you can only block a person like that once, and that after that it becomes, well, a little rude. A little awkward. Perhaps I should be paranoid about her zeal for helping me move on. But I cannot even muster up much enthusiasm for paranoia lately. (What is this cursed sunniness that has descended upon me? Will I have to change the name of the blog to A Thousand Rays of Sunshine? Personally, I would cross the street to avoid a blog with a name such as that. If blogs, indeed, used roads).
2. I spoke to the (most excellent) woman that I am replacing and she said that she never realised she could be so happy in a job until she found the position that I am to fill. She is only leaving under sufferance because her services are required elsewhere. And, most significantly, she keeps a record player in her office and when the computers are down, is joined by her colleagues in dancing about like loons to old rock and roll 45s. That is all I need to know. My people.
3. I cannot overstate this. Contrary to my usual bent, I managed to maintain the rage. Lord, how that rage was maintained.
4. Well, he did try. Before I had even told him, I was greeted at work one morning with an email entitled YOU BASTARD. After checking that it did, in fact refer to my desertion rather than the multitude of other reasons that such an email may be sent, I laughed hollowly and began to clear my desk.
So, all very exciting.
The other exciting thing is that I am on two weeks holiday! (Yes, even we Recovering Melancholics get excited about holidays). Darling M and I will be traveling to un-Sunny, storm-ravaged Queensland (the weather thus confirming my world view yet again) to celebrate Mama Twilight's 70th birthday (and Dear Patient M will get his first real taste of the Twilight Family Mania en masse).This means that there will be a temporary lull in my blog postage, a barely perceptible blip. But I promise, or threaten, to be back soon. Who knows, I may even have a TAN. Ugh. (Actually, I intend to spend my holiday like Dear Lili St Cyr above - lolling about on a beach, eating bananas in a seductive fashion and throwing scarves about in the breeze...)
And, if I may appear at risk of going soft with all that sunniness, I will take on board the sobering message purveyed by Brook Benton and his groovy pals below. Yes, I am aware that all of this unbridled glee may simply be nothing more than Go-Go Dancing In The Face of Adversity and The Unavoidable Truth..
(Video of Brook Benton and friends performing Mother Nature, Father Time posted by Afronutz on Youtube)
So, until I return, keep smiling. Or be glum, and cry. Both are perfectly respectable options, really.
First of all, I kept expecting Ms. St. Cyr to choke from all the upside down eating of fruit! And the thundering rider who never, ever arrives! What wonderful silliness!
And more importantly, I'm so happy for you about your new job! Dancing! To records! That go around at 45 rpms! How incredibly fabulous is that! (So many exclamation marks!!! Yikes!!! Too much happiness here!!!!!)
Hope you both have a wonderful time on the trip and that the time with family and their manias is good. And if you do loll around like Ms. lili, just be careful not to choke as you toss your head back and fling your hair around!
Posted by: elizabeth | November 25, 2008 at 02:44 PM
Thanks so much, dear Eliz!:) Thanks for being so happy for me, and the exclamation marks (which you know I love so well!!!)Glad you appreciated the clip - she looks quite awkward at times,doesn't she? There's one particularly unfortunate squat that looks as if it might end badly! Anyway, best fly - I must go and pack my veils...
Thanks again!
Posted by: Stevie | November 25, 2008 at 08:12 PM