Week 38: Round-up (a day early, practice?)
In the week 37 round-up I pointed out that we had no more "creative accounting" to do.
I apologise, I had missed one. I hang my head in shame for it.
The Fat Lady had her last day in the office on Friday, which makes Monday of the 38th week her first day of maternity leave. WRONG. This is officially a week's holiday, her last official day at work is Friday 18th August. Which means we're a week ahead, maternity doesn't start for another week, thus delaying that milestone. So, on to the usual points now we have an extra week before the inevitable...
Another week?So now I've got over the panic that I'd missed a trick that even the financiers at Enron would have been proud, I look back at the last week. It doesn't seem, looking back, that it's been a week. Although going through it at the time it seemed liked an eternity. And as far as advice given to us goes, that's been pretty accurate.
The big high:
Stresses and strains over picking a suitable new car have been put to rest.
The big low:
Realising my after-work sherberts on Friday are the last I'll ever have.
One line from one song sums up this week, clearly during the week rather than in retrospect, because that would indicate a contradiction on my part given the statements above about the dual speed that time seems to be travelling at. Assuming, of course, that time does have speed, which implies (according to the formula speed=distance/time) that the speed of time relates directly to distance, so if we don't move around for a week or two we can delay things a bit???? Look, more creative accounting! Another Enron trick missed! And after that rambling, Madonna's "Hung Up" with the line "Time goes by, so slowly" just doesn't seem as big a deal any more.
However many tricks I find I've missed, I'm resigned to the fact that Friday was my last chance of a beer or few. The Fat Lady isn't quite at the "most babies are born 2 weeks either side" danger zone just yet, but given she's offically "full term" I'm starting to realise I should be on-call.
I don't want to start a panic whenever the Fat Lady calls my mobile, as poor Ed did, so we have devised a system which will be implemented shortly. I thought of using a "code-word" system whereby the Fat Lady says a code-word as soon as I answer the phone to stop the panic. I thought of using a code-word when I should panic but in the heat of the moment it may get forgotten, and besides I should be able to tell anyway. So for now there's a code-word in place to stop the panic, a word that won't come up in normal conversation. Piece of cake.
Comments
You could use the code word "PANIC!"?
We didn't have a code word, but oddly enough the exact same word was used when the waters broke for both children ;-)
Posted by: Dave Morrow | August 14, 2006 12:45 PM
I guess that will be used at some stage, though not just yet (I hope).
The first test of thecode-word failed this morning. I'd forgotten it! The Fat Lady hadn't, thankfully, and duly said "iceberg". Ahh, that's it, as in "dead ahead", three rings on the bell etc.
Posted by: Lee ? | August 14, 2006 12:53 PM