End of another week

It's Friday evening and it's been a pretty lazy day for me. Jo went on her usual swimming trip to Westhill this afternoon, but what did I do then? Work, that's what. I definitely haven't cracked this part-time thing yet.

I have a Board meeting on Tuesday morning and I had to do some preparatory work for it, so that's today's excuse. Of course, I still have the same responsibilities and duties, and others - colleagues and business contacts alike - still have the same expectations of me, so it's no surprise that I'm feeling a little put upon - same work, 40% less pay.

I did take a couple of tiny little steps today, however. First of all, I have opened a new e-mail account, which I'm currently trialling - it could become my personal e-mail address, but I need to be sure about if first of all, and also register it with all the sites that currently send everything to my work e-mail.

Secondly - a little cheekily - I switched on Automatic Reply on my work e-mail so that everyone who sends me an e-mail gets the message that I'm now only a part-timer and there's a chance that their e-mail won't be read until Tuesday morning. Of course, that's not going to happen and I did add the rider that if anything needed an urgent response they should phone or text me. It's a start anyway.

Virtually all of my working week has been spent with various banks. We had visitors in Fraserburgh on Tuesday and another lot on Wednesday, and on Thursday it was another bank corporate day out, although this time it was golf at the Duke's course, St. Andrews. The latter one should have been the fun occasion, but after a promising start, it simply tipped it down and we got properly soaked. So much so that we walked off after 13 holes.

That was really disappointing, particularly coming immediately after what was the warmest Wednesday evening golf we've had at Banchory this year - we were playing in shorts then. The Duke's is a huge course for walking with long distances between green and tee. My Jawbone Up band told me this morning that I walked as far at the Duke's playing 13 holes as I had done the previous evening at Banchory playing 18 holes - over 15,000 steps.

The soaking we got yesterday just compounded my miserable mood. I had been feeling a bit poorly earlier in the week - at first I couldn't tell whether I had a cold/flu coming on or whether it was hay fever - they both have similar symptoms. The last couple of nights have convinced me now that I have some sort of bug - I can't sleep for coughing all night - and it's not very pleasant stuff that's coming up. Glad I could share that with you.

Hence the relatively lazy day today - at least physically - I cancelled the planned golf this afternoon.

We did manage to have a few quiet words with Kelly this morning. Quiet because Miller was fast asleep on her lap and we didn't want to waken him. We'll try again early tomorrow morning before we head to Inverurie to pick up Luca, who we're looking after for the next 2 days whilst his parents have separate sporting events on - Carole horse-y of course, and Gary taking part in the Edinburgh Marathon. Good luck to both of them.

My next golf is a tie at Banchory on Sunday morning and I've also now been called in to the Seniors team at Deeside on Monday. My golf is disturbing me a little - I was never a big hitter, but I've lost my timing and am slicing the ball as well - I hate doing that. I always used to be able to draw the ball, but I'm struggling to get back to where I was. Do you think it's something to do with my knee - either physical or mental? Answers on a postcard please. Perhaps I need to go to the range and do that one thing that I hate - practice.