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Weekly recap

This week was a new record for how many times I went into the office. The sad bit is I hate it just as much as I did on the first time. Now it’s worse. I seem to have left late and the people traffic was yuk. As was the entire journey home. The office and station is near a huge mall, and it seems like Christmas chaos and shopping 🛍️ has begun.   Like most things in life, this a suck it up buttercup moment. That’s my plan, I’m very aware that if I don’t like it, I can leave. The door is always open.  For now I’ll be staying, 18 years with the same company isn’t too bad. Also my role is changing, it may even be written for my skill set. It’s a busy body job wrangling the cats, getting them to do their homework that they hate (example: e-learning, surveys etc) Yep. Their new pain in the ass maybe me. To be honest, I’m not too bothered. If I can get the collective “us” on track in the next 6 months then maybe I’ll move into a different piece of work.  The monthly family call...

Zero to Five

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This is going to be a bit different and I’m not sure if this will be published but I’m writing it as if I do press send.   It’s an exercise that Coach Renee has asked me to do. Also we have had a conversation about not calling it Homework. This is about a self development action to get to me the next stages.  The Ask: Write down what I can remember from zero to age 5.  The truth is I can’t remember a single thing. That’s the honest to god truth. All I can remember is stories that have been recounted to me and many match a picture. So possibly when talking to my parents they would tell me about the photo and what was going on, or what I was doing.  I can remember more from 5 to 10 but let’s go back to what I was told / not remember.  I can’t remember anything in utero at all though some people can recall. I don’t remember the forceps birth. I just know that I still have pain behind my left eye. All my cranial sacral people remind me that it’s a birth injury from ...