Coffee Up!

Things have returned to normal in the house of never-ending-hot-drinks. There is coffee in the coffee pot, there are 3-5 different types of tea to choose from and there is also a hot-chocolate option.......YAY!!

My geeky plan to stay on top of all my paperwork at uni is slowley crumbling to dust! Following prac there is now a huge amount of extra stuff to do on top of all the assignments coming up - EEEK!!! I thought it would be different the second degree around but apparently I was wrong!
To make matters worse I am home sick today!!
Super Immuno Girl met her waterloo not with hep B or tetanus or any of the things she was vaccinated against - NO - it was the common cold. Like a pebble in the shoe, like a pea in the bed (I can't think of any other dodgey analogies?!).
The most common thing in the world brought her to her knees. (Dramatic isn't it?)
Well, at least I can work on assignments at home and not feel too guilty about missing class!
And speaking of prac........(hey, it's a segway even if it is dodgey!!)

OT is Great!!!!! I love it!! There is so much to do and people to meet. I enjoyed doing home visits and talking with elderly patients. It was awesome! I got to wander 'round RPA hospital and read some pretty heavy "researchy" type stuff on the brain.
I have also discovered that, even when I finish uni the paperwork will not be over! For every action you take (seeing, meeting, treating patients) there is an equal (and usually greater) rection in the form of piles of paperwork! I'll be writing reports for the rest of my life - AAAHHH!!!

I was asked yesterday how OT compares to doing a music degree. That is a very interesting question. It's hard to compare the two (science and arts I mean.) but I guess the main difference is that I can do assignments at home in privacy without having a concert hall full of people writing comments on me!!

There's something refreshing about being known as "Bec, that chick from the wheelchair class" as opposed to "Bec, clarinet player who muffed up that technical passage in the 1st movement of the Mozart clarinet concerto" (issues here maybe???)

Ah, the joys of anonymity!

My Favourite Things

A tragedgy has happened in the house of never ending hot drinks.

The coffee supply has run out!

I hope and trust that the enormity of this crisis is recognised by my friends one and all as I sit here in my weakened state, contemplating the possibility of - gasp! - instant coffee. *wail*
This is one thing (among quite a few things) that I am starting to miss about work (coffee never runs out at work - the caffiene fairies replenish the stocks before that happens)

I never thought I would miss work at all but there are definately perks to joining the rat race. (Let's face it, they have to provide ample compensation for spending time more time with random work colleagues than you do with your own family!)

So here are; "My Favourite Things": A comprehensive (though not exhaustive list) of the perks of working life.

- Please note this is not a whinging session, merely a nostalgic trek through pleasant times.....

Cakes in the morning,
and on people's birthdays,
Bright coloured pencils,
and neat looking pen trays,
Lunches at Starkey's, the lunches I eat!
These are a few of my favourite things.

Trips in the work car,
to pick up nice treats,
Nice bags and hats,
to wear up the street,
Golden brown coffee beans, roasted and fine,
Making esesspresso, oh what a great time!

When the job sucks,
When my back hurts,
When the Boss makes me sad,
I simply walk up to the coffee machine,
and then I don't feel so bad.