It's not been a great week to be honest...I still felt sleep deprived from last Saturday night and the neighbours wake up campaign in the early hours, plus I've been missing my parents as they were still cruising through the Fjords and I managed to get an interview - but the salary was in the area where I'd be paying to go to work when you calculate childcare, travel costs and wear and tear on the car...
But Tuesday was great, Mikey and I went to Visit Auntie Nicky and drop off Jake's Birthday present. If I'm honest, growing up Nicky and I had a few issues, but once she went to University we got on loads better and now we are probably closer than we have been for a very long time. I know I'll always get a straight answer if I have a problem and I know I can trust her. If anythings happen she could end up with our Monster. She has done a great job with my nephew so I know Mikey would be in very safe hands. But I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon - so I guess socialising Mikey is down to me...!!!
Wednesday was Interview Day, although I knew where I was going Tim was programmed just as a back up! Probably a good thing although he took me up Detling Hill which did throw me for a while! Especially when a van pulled out of a side road and then seemed to pretty much grind to a halt. I had forgotten how long that hill is and I finally managed to get past him, but in low gear as he had killed my healthy speed when I'd had to stop for him. So by this point I was rather wound up and I hadn't even got to the interview yet!
A short(ish) drive along the A2 got me to my destination, but parking was a bit of a challenge so I ended up leaving my car keys with reception so my car could be moved if it was on the way as I had, basically, abandoned it!
During our visit on Tuesday a visit had been made to an international toy shop chain as it is a certain person's birthday next week. One of the toys requires some assembly so I had decided to put it together on Tuesday evening... As it turned out this was a wise decision as it had a large hole and crack in one side - not ideal for a sand/water table! So as I was back in Medway on Wednesday it seemed like a good idea to take it back.
My interview had seemed to go well so I set off to go back the way I had expected to arrive and return the table. I had calmed down from feeling road rage and worrying about the interview but once I arrived in the car park it all went a tad wrong. As I got the box from the back seat I went very dizzy then everything went black. I then picked myself up and a quick glance showed I was bleeding nicely!! Luckily the skirt I was wearing was long enough to hide the injuries!!
Getting the table changed took quite a while as the customer service assistant was having a chat on the phone (it didn't sound like a business call to me) plus I'd screwed up the receipt as I fell, but she didn't ask to see that, just went and got me a new one - I checked that one to avoid having to make another return trip! I staggered back to the car and tried to call Nicky in the hope I could clean up a bit at her house, I hadn't got my key for Mum & Dad unfortunately. But Nicky was out or busy so I hoiked my skirt up to stop it absorbing more blood (It was cream...) and headed off down the M20 to get home. Thankfully I didn't have any more dizzy spells as I drove and thinking back I hadn't got around to breakfast before leaving home...add in getting stressed and I think I've solved what had happened. Once home I retreated to the bathroom to try to clean my knees up. Touching my knees was best described as agony so I could only rinse them to try and float the grit out (Please could carparks have surfaces without dust and small stones) I also had a look at one toe which was worrying me as moving it hurt - by yesterday it had a rather intriguing circular bruise showing, but has stopped hurting so much, which is more than I can say for my knees.
Next was to get my skirt in the washing machine...thankfully the blood was mostly on the lining, but Bold worked it's magic any the pink/red stains have vanished! I admitted to Andy what had happened, and why, but he got some stuff to patch me up. It took a while for everything to stop leaking out of my knees - probably due to my anti clotting medication!!
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