Notebookscribbles

Hmm. A serious lack of motivation lately, work wise. I'm not really the sort of person that can just clock in and clock out and be happy about it. I do like to feel fulfilled in what I do. Or more to the point, that there is a decent purpose. But a lot of things in the day-to-day right now – well seem a bit bloody pointless. I work on a small team with a lot of people who I've known for a long time and we're all pretty experienced … and we all feel the same way. Which is a worry. Every one of us wants to find a new role. That's the consequence of having a piss poor boss. It's laughable really. I wanted to get away from team management as I stressed every day as to whether I was supporting the team enough, as well as getting my own work done. Now I'm wondering why I stressed so much if there are bosses like the one I currently have? Anyway the benefit of working with folks you've known for ages is you have little back channel chats and discussions, which stops each of us going mental. Without that we would.

I do try and believe in Karma. It's a damn simple philosophy and does help you cope with the twists and turns of life and the universe. Well for me it does – sometimes. We've taken a couple of knocks recently. Sort of. Banks and letting agents being a pain in the arse. I'm not sure I've written about the Bank. Suffice to say I don't trust them as far as I could throw them. It's telling that there are practically no non-Irish Banks left in Ireland. There is one, Rabodirect, online only – but I'm pushing all my savings into that to keep them away from our current Bank. We're in the strange position in Ireland of having no debt and savings…I plan to keep it that way. Also, if it just so happens that it would be easier to move country if need be, well that's fine by me

That's a bit obtuse actually, but I can't even be fucked to talk about it in real life never mind write about it here. Maybe sometime.

ANYWAY! I have the nutter from the letting agency coming around to the apartment next week to do an 'inspection at the request of the landlord'. That should be fun. Instead of just letting it go they seem to be making things as painful as possible. It's funny really because if they had just left it alone we would have probably stayed in this apartment for another six months at least. Steady rent from two people who keep the place nice. After viewing some places we were thinking of buying I truly understand that not every tenant does that. Some nightmares. I actually told an Estate Agent they had no chance of selling a place unless they got the tenants out as it was a shit hole. Poor guy just shrugged.

But that's where Karma comes into play. A colleague of MBH is moving to Oz (as every bugger here seems to be doing). Not emigrating but going for one to two years. And they've bitten our hand off to rent the place. Which to be fair I would do after my recent experience with agencies. So we move to a four bedroom, with garden at about 25% less than we're paying now.

Checks and Balances. Swings and Roundabouts. Karma.