So, I finally quit my hideous job a couple of weeks ago. Well technically, I didn't want to quit, just told them I wasn't happy, suggested a few things to improve my happiness and they said no unsurprisingly. Because clearly they don't give a sh.t.
Not sure what to do next and the fact that school holiday is almost here makes me think: hmm 7 weeks of school holiday. Do I really want to search for another job in this period of time? What if I got a job then how are we possibly going to sort out childcare for 7 weeks when every single childminder and holiday club has already been booked. So now have done the school run, Amelie is at nursery today and I have all day to myself. Hoorrayyy!:)
Wednesday, 15 July 2015
Thursday, 14 May 2015
Saturday, 2 May 2015
Thursday, 30 April 2015
Birthday No. 6
Once again, I have spent months trying to find the best presents, planning the best party and making the best birthday cake. I am knackered. But it's all worth it. My baby girl is 6. She loved her cake and her presents and they all had a great time screaming and dancing and running around...
By the way, turns out 6 year olds don't dance to nursery rhymes any more...they like pop music apparently! Isabelle's favourite songs now are Uptown Funk and Your Lips are Moving! Ahhgh why do they have to grow up so fast!
Artist's spirit
Isabelle says: Mummy, I want to go out to the garden and do some still life drawing
I say: It is a bit cold outside, why don't you sit inside and look out of the window?
Isabelle says: No, I want to feel the wind on my hand while drawing!
I say: It is a bit cold outside, why don't you sit inside and look out of the window?
Isabelle says: No, I want to feel the wind on my hand while drawing!
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Part-time job is a joke. Honest!
Well, a mum of two, who wants to work part-time in a marketing environment has two options as far as I know;
You would either do all the ad hoc and odd jobs, e.g. sourcing and purchasing lowest priced double sided tapes for your company's trade show attendance, feel like poo at the end of the day and say to your self "well that was a money well spent on a masters degree then! Well done girl!", or you would persuade yourself and your boss that you can do what other people can't do in 40 hours and manage two large accounts in 15 hours a week and after each working day driving back home, in your foggy brain taken over by migrane, try to think of ways of committing suicide in a way that won't look gross and that won't cause permanent damage in little girls' psychologies. Then of course you would come to the conclusion that there is no such thing and so you would just have to quit.
Yes, I decide to quit my job at least three times a week. But I haven't been able to action this yet. Because apparently deep inside, I am not a quitter.
You would either do all the ad hoc and odd jobs, e.g. sourcing and purchasing lowest priced double sided tapes for your company's trade show attendance, feel like poo at the end of the day and say to your self "well that was a money well spent on a masters degree then! Well done girl!", or you would persuade yourself and your boss that you can do what other people can't do in 40 hours and manage two large accounts in 15 hours a week and after each working day driving back home, in your foggy brain taken over by migrane, try to think of ways of committing suicide in a way that won't look gross and that won't cause permanent damage in little girls' psychologies. Then of course you would come to the conclusion that there is no such thing and so you would just have to quit.
Yes, I decide to quit my job at least three times a week. But I haven't been able to action this yet. Because apparently deep inside, I am not a quitter.
Thank you
Dear anonymous reader,
Thank you so much for your comment. I have only seen it now while I was trying to clear my inbox. It was a wake up call. So, thank you!
My health hasn't been great recently. But shouldn't be an excuse to neglect my beloved blog. I still love the thought of my daughters reading it when they are older.
I will try to put some more effort into it from now on. yes i will yes i will yes i will yes i will
Thank you so much for your comment. I have only seen it now while I was trying to clear my inbox. It was a wake up call. So, thank you!
My health hasn't been great recently. But shouldn't be an excuse to neglect my beloved blog. I still love the thought of my daughters reading it when they are older.
I will try to put some more effort into it from now on. yes i will yes i will yes i will yes i will
Wednesday, 7 January 2015
Sunday, 14 December 2014
Friday, 5 December 2014
Cherish life!
Sevdim, sevildim, gezdim, gordum, agladim, guldum, yedim, ictim, okudum, yazdim. Bana bunlari yapacak yuregi, kafayi, sagligi verdigin icin, hepsinden ote, beni bu iki muhtesem varligin annesi yaptigin icin... hayat sana cok tesekkur ederim.
Saturday, 22 November 2014
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
Buyuyorum a dostlar
Ben yakinda 2 yasima giricem. Biraz turkce biraz ingilizce konusuyorum. En sevdigim sey suyla oynamak. Ikincisi tirmanmak!
Isabelle 5 yasinda. Hergun bana kitap okuyor. Birlikte sarki soyleyip dansetmeyi cok seviyoruz (ozellikle Frozen sarkilarini). Ama arkadaslari geldiginde benimle oynamiyor :( ben de oyunlarini bozuyorum. Sonra
hepberaber ciglik atip annemi delirtiyoruz!
Annem haftanin 3 gunu bir reklam ajansinda calisiyor. Orasi mi daha yorucu yoksa ev mi karar veremiyor cogu zaman. Bize belli etmek istemese de hep yorgun! Ben krese gidiyorum o ise gittiginde. Kreste cok egleniyorum. Arada sinirimi bozan bebeleri ya isiriyorum ya da cakiyorum bi tane!!!
hepberaber ciglik atip annemi delirtiyoruz!
Annem haftanin 3 gunu bir reklam ajansinda calisiyor. Orasi mi daha yorucu yoksa ev mi karar veremiyor cogu zaman. Bize belli etmek istemese de hep yorgun! Ben krese gidiyorum o ise gittiginde. Kreste cok egleniyorum. Arada sinirimi bozan bebeleri ya isiriyorum ya da cakiyorum bi tane!!!
Babam bazen uzaklara gidiyor bugun oldugu gibi. Onu cok ozluyorum.
Keske hepimiz hep birlikte olabilsek.
Sevgiler,
Amelie Ella
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