So I made it in to the office today - just in time after driving down from the Marina - and was set to work on the phones and PC. I seem to have forgotten even simple phone etiquette! Like asking who is calling before I forward a call! DOH! I'm sure that's just nerves though and I'll get back into the swing of it in no time. I seem to be OK with the rest of it so far though, getting the hang of the filing systems and finding my way round the computer files too (once the server let me in, it hates me, that server!) to order stock, process forms and documents etc. I finished just after 5pm so that's a good 5 hours under my belt without upsetting anyone (I hope).
Seems to have gone well though. I have a position in the office now. Better rate of pay (just more than Yorkie actually) so I should be able to get everything else back on track, like paying mum back for the loans for the wedding and hen night, clearing my credit card, putting money back into the savings account and overdraft rather than living off them! And there is a chance of moving up again once I've proved myself and got some more experience.
It'll be nice to be in an office job again. I've missed it. But at the same time, I'm going to really miss going out on the cleans (can you imagine that?!) or at least I'll miss the people I clean for anyway. That said, there's no reason why I can't call in and see them anyway.
I've needed this little lift after the weekend. It feels strange knowing I'll never see Nan again. Mainly, I think, because I didn't see that much of her before hand. There are going to be times when it hits me badly, like her Birthday in August, and Christmas. Not to mention the wedding, even though she wouldn't have been well enough to come anyway. Dad seems to be handling him self well. He's on the phone with is sisters a lot supporting them. I asked him who was supporting him, but it's not like he's alone. He's got Fay, and they're coming over to England next week anyway. Sad thing now though, is that the crem has a backlog, and it could take up to a fortnight before the funeral can be held. Which means I may miss it as I'll be on honeymoon. I've been reassured by dad that it won't happen on the wedding day itself. The last thing Nan would want is for that day to be ruined. But I want my chance to say good bye, and I want to be there with my dad when it happens.