Tag: Work
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Sunday Evening
It’s nice to get to Sunday evening without panic setting in, to not feel stressed and anxious, as to what the next work day will bring. To know I have a job that I enjoy going to, with each Wednesday off as a special bonus too. It’s really quite conducive to bringing out my best,…
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My New Business
Hi, just wanting to share my website for my new self-employment business venture. I’ve just moved it here to WordPress, and I still need to do a little bit of tweaking to get it exactly how I want it, but that is the reason I came to WordPress, as at least here I CAN do…
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Working Wednesday
Today I received Flowers, Chocolates and a Voucher for a local Day Spa from my work. Today was the last Wednesday with my employer of the last 11+ years. Today was my farewell, an odd thing, as until today (officially this Friday) I have been the longest employed person at my work, and it…
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Return to Work
Today I returned to work, a duty that I could not shirk, I’ve had 5 weeks of leave, a most joyous reprieve, but now those free days are done. It’s not that I don’t understand the expectations life has of man that at the end of the day we should pay our own way but…
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Thank Goodness it is the Weekend
the monkeys in the coconuts lead happy, stress-free lives the rest of us must carry on like worker-drones in hives obeying expectations when we really ought to flee our self-perpetuating slavery from which we can’t break free. © ceenoa
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Work Road Trip
The last two days of this week I had to go away for work, and I managed to get a couple of reasonable photos on my old camera, as I am still waiting for my new one to arrive. Moorhen Bathing This Moorhen in my backyard was bathing in a puddle on my path. These…
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No Holiday Miracle
I was hoping they’d last for much longer, than I really knew that they would, but time has marched onward determined, to be counted the way that it should. So I’m starting to quietly panic, because no miracle has occurred, the days have not ceased to diminish, and work can now not be ignored. And…
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The Fuel of the World
I see them marching off to work, encouragement clutched in hand, their symbol of endurance grasped, like a runner with the Olympic torch. No dawdling gait, but at a brisk walk, drones scurrying off to drudgery, from plastic, cardboard, or thermos cup sip quickly now – no time for talk. A staple of the working…
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A Friday Nonsense
I need to write a poem, about what, I do not know, I just need to get the words down, to make the blah blah go. I’m feeling kinda worn out, the work week has been long, so if I have a little tipple, that wouldn’t be too wrong? It’s just a little glass of…
Ceenoa 
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