Observations

I've lost 0.6 kgs this week, so that's a nice observation.

I also observed a deliciously big jump in bank account land, as the first work based deposit for three long months appeared. Thank heavens, stability is back. At no time was I destitute, but not knowing just how long your money has to last is never a good thing.

We observed a beautiful charcoal modular lounge suite at Myer last week, so it's being delivered on Saturday. (That statement really negates my last comment about getting paid!)

But a strange observation - people all of a sudden seem to think it's okay to chat to me while I'm in the bathroom. Like, not just at the basin, but whilst in cubicle usage situations. What's with that? I would just love to pretend that the whole digestion procedure doesn't exist, so it's strange to be engaging in witty banter with colleagues whilst trying to imagine that I'm anywhere else.

Geebus, I've managed to write about two things I usually hate to discuss - money, and bodily functions. Looks like this blog has taken a turn for the worse! Eh, Dooce is the land of backdoor observations, and Heather's a gem, so at least I'm in good company*.

*Please do not think that in any way am I comparing myself to Heather - she's a bloggy goddess, and I am a humble minion.