Why do I have to keep telling the same people the same thing?

Today at work I spent about an hour all up, getting to go into further detail about why they couldn’t do what they wanted to do.  My initial, no, not a good idea because you haven’t done the preliminary work was met with a suggestion of how to dodgy up that preliminary work.  So I had to haul out the nitty gritty specifics and explain what the words meant- “express consent” means active agreement to an action, not passive. Attempts to circumvent with an email where no response equals consent are not appropriate. Gah. And my co-worker,  who spent a significant amount of time three years ago putting this in writing, and having the same group basically tell her they would never want to do this was getting irritated that they needed it explained again.  

And I turned to a different angle of the same project, to discover that they had not retained information that was given to them last year, and had they used marketing to proofread their documents, would also have been made clear.  So, I outlined the requirement, with a slight level of satisfaction- it’s a generic letter that comes out of the system and is applicable to more than one entity, but this one innocuous sentence has to be tailored for each entity.  Which they would have known if they paid attention, and they could have put the sentence in the other half of the document package, but they are lazy about this stuff.  It would be funnier if it didn’t mean I was doing triple the work.

Microblog Monday- reading material

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I have been rereading The Sharing Knife series by Lois McMaster Bujold.  It’s been a few years, while I love her work, this series is a bit different. It also has a strong theme around pregnancy (wanted and unwanted), miscarriage, pressure around fertility and Bujold staple- parenting/ taking responsibility. It’s fantasy and romance ( of a sort)

The first two books feature a traumatic ( and unnatural) miscarriage and some consequences of that.  The next two don’t have such a strong thread of that, but family responsibilities are still an ever present factor.

About halfway through the fourth ( and final) book there is a scene between the hero and the healer he is training with.  The reader and the main characters had previously learned that the healer and his wife had suffered a number of early miscarriages, until she divorced him, married another and had kids.  So he has had his fair share of infertility heartache.

The hero had just figured out his wife is pregnant ( she is the one who had the traumatic miscarriage) and is worried.  The healer says “Don’t let fear swallow all your happiness.  Don’t forget to take joy.” I think I need to put that on a card to remember on the bad days.


Lying in bed, trying to stave off the virus that has decimated my work ( 4 of 7 of us work today). Thinking

We went to see Monty Python mostly live in the cinema a month or so ago.  This is the filmed version of their last night of their live shows in London.  We went gold class ( the comfy seats and nice food cinema option) and took my Mum and stepdad.  They enjoyed themselves, G enjoyed himself.  Me, well I was a bit nonplussed. The jokes were kind of funny, but not hugely so.  It felt dated, and overly self indulgent.  

But, I am the wrong age, and of the wrong generation in a lot of ways (My husband will read this, and look up indignantly). I have grown up in a world influenced by their humour.  This makes it less strong than it was.  I can remember reading Douglas Adams ( Salmon of doubt) where he talks about looking forward to each new episode, how they were astounding to his schoolboy self.  Of course he was influenced.  I remember reading Hitchhikers in high school, and being blown away.  So the humour of the pythons is diluted, because I have experienced the result of it. Their groundbreaking humour is not ground breaking for me, that ground is already broken.  There are moments of hilarity, but only moments ( they totally stuffed up the dead parrot sketch, the one that would reliably make me crack up).

In the same way, the Beatles are not amaaaaaazing music to me.  They are something that has been around my whole life, something that has affected the music I listen to, but has not come with earth shattering impact.

I am trying to think of the things that I can point to that have had that “wow” moment in my life.  I think this is why Star Wars looms so big, for so many, it was a film that rewrote how people looked at movies.  And this explains the disappointment at the sequels, which is largely limited to adults, who did experience the first films that way.  Kids who had grown up with the trilogy always complete, who had always known who Darth Vader really was, were not as disappointed. 

Maybe there is the back to the future movies, terry Pratchett ( also influenced by MP), and computers/Internet/video games. I really think it is that last one.  I can remember the excitement of our first Nintendo  system ( also our last) and the games.  I few years ago I bought super Mario brothers for my game of advance( in Japan, on the anniversary of the famicon they rereleased the iconic games).  I played it a bit, and then stopped playing on my handhelds for a while.  One Christmas I let my niece (g’s side) play it.  She was eight, and did not know how to play a platform scroller.  Games were very different for her.  I feel like Michael j fox, in the 80s cafe.  That scene actually captured something more than it seemed to at the time….

So, while I don’t find Python ground breaking, I don’t see the Beatles as the bestest musical thing ever, I think the internet provided that groundbreaking thing for a lot of us.  Just quietly.  I could not have imagined blogging like this a decade ago ( even though blogging was around). I could not have imagined anything like this 20 years ago, when I was debating how to properly credit a transcript of an interview sourced on the web.  And the kids today just see it as something that exists.  It’s not amazing that the Internet gives you details of obscure movies, or fanfiction, or that you can find your (non computer geek) tribe on the net.  I include that last caveat, because I was aware that more of savvy people than me were using the net to find each other back then.

What nostalgia things do you think younger generations are going to go “meh” at?  The Simpsons?  I remember that starting too.  Oregon trail? I played SimEarth, before there was Sim City or the Sims.


Over the weekend I worked on my owl a little.  I finished the wings while watching Dr Who.

Then last night I started on the wing outline. Tiny chain stitches.  Have I mentioned my non-confidence on chain stitches?  This whole project is challenging my embroidery comfort zone, which is a good thing.

The first wing

Unlike the wing feathers, which took forever, I am already more than halfway!

The whole owl

Of course, once the wings are finished, I move to the head, which is all French knots.  I am not awesome at French knots.




We were kind of planning on doing an IVF cycle in September, including a biopsy and freezing.  The genetic counsellor was a stepping stone.  I have been procrastinating the call to the clinic.

Today I finally bit the bullet and called.  My period is due next week sometime (anywhere from Monday to Thursday) so need to sort stuff out soonish.  But I needed to make sure a biopsy could be done on the embryo(s). The nurse was going to call me back tomorrow, instead I got a call today.

The director of embryos, who would do the biopsy, is away that week we would expect to have embryos.  It is a no go on a September cycle.

I am. Not relieved, but I am not sad.  I wasn’t super focused on the cycle, which shows.  It gives us one more month to attempt a freebie baby.


I went for a walk at lunch, in my new shoes.  This was intended to be a benchmark walk, so I can make valuable comparisons in the future.  I am/was aiming for a goal of 10 min/km ultimately.  I was expecting to do around 12 min/km considering the first quarter km is on a narrow street, watching out for cars, and then waiting to cross a busy road.

I managed 10.42 min/km.  Which is a significant improvement on the 15 min/km I managed last Tuesday, the 12 plus minute per km I did in the fun run and the 13.55 min/km I did the week before that.  Shoes matter.  No incipient shin splints means a better walking pace.

So, my goal is actually pretty close, and I can then aim for 9 minutes.

microblog Monday- sorting woes

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I sorted through my crafting stuff this weekend. We are heading to Fabric-a-brac next Saturday and I want to be able to get rid of the stuff I don’t want/need.

It’s hard.  One of the issues was how tempted I was to sit down and do the projects instead of sorting.

I am trying to finish the current project first.

I know I have more projects than I will ever complete, but I love thinking about the potential.


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