Trippin' to Chillville

Experience is what you get, when you didn’t get what you wanted.

Well hello there readers, how-you doing? What is this you’re thinking; a post on the weekend? Why, what trickery is this?

Aye, rest easy traveller. Thar be no foul play here, pull up a chair and take the weight of ye feet.

I couldn’t leave this blog until next week with my previous post being the first thing to greet you all. Nobody needs that negatively, so here is something more positive to balance it out.

Today has been pretty good. The sun shone warmly over a clear blue sky; the city was really lively; but not uncomfortably overcrowded, and everybody seemed to be in high spirits. It was the perfect day in which to take the train out to the coast, but I alas, I did have to stop by the office for a few hours this morning. If you read my last entry, you would be unsurprised to hear that I wasn’t particularly enthused at that, but this is a happy post; and what follows are the reasons.

My little stint today proved most beneficial. After a discussion with a few of my superiors from the new department, it emerged that the news I received in the week was incorrect, and it would be looked into next week as a priority. So I could well be staying after all, which is awesome. But I won’t get my hopes up just yet, because my skills are needed in the other department so it may well come down to the two department heads playing paper scissors rock. Either way, I will have a definite answer. Excellent.

That put me in a brighter mood. I escaped the office in time to meet a couple of friends for lunch and a few games of MtG (magic the gathering); yes. I am a geek, should that fact have evaded you this long. As there was no wind, we got to play outside, in the beer garden beside the river; which was nice. (One downside to having geeky hobbies is that they tend to indoors affairs, and I like the sun). We were eventually forced to retreat inside as the sun slowly sank, the air took on a decisive chill and we realised the bar we had been drinking in for the past few hours wasn’t going to show the Wales v Ireland Six Nations match, which meant a quick relocation to one that did.

Tense match - I thought Wales might sneak the win to begin with, but didn’t think it would be by the 13 points they need to win the tournament over Ireland. The fact that they (Wales) lost 17-15, and ended up fourth behind England and France is a little harsh. But then I am English so in truth I don’t particularly care. Second is pretty good, considering the English team were the fourth best (maybe third best, the French seemed a little schizophrenic) team of the tournament.

It was good to have a day like this; I feel really good for having had a chance to unwind. With everything that has been going on recently it seems as though these days are few and far between. But as I sit now; reclining in my chair, keyboard on lap; occasionally taking a drag on my water pipe between scattered bursts of typing; with a random euphoric dance mix playing on shuffle and my mind wandering in distant fields, I’m not thinking much further ahead than when I should consider turning in for the night.

I sure I’ll be able to work more downtime into my schedule. I do after all have most of next week off, so hopefully the sun will stay so I can hop on a train to find myself a change of scenery.