It's all go
There's lots happening this full moon.
I'm hoping that the flat that I'm looking at will come up for rent. The agent tells me that the owner's looking to put it on the market this weekend. It's in a real nice part of town and literally a stone throw away from the (other) shala.
I've got my annual review tomorrow morning. A chance for me to vent my spleen and dump out all the cr*p I've been holding onto since the start of this project since last April. I did a check list of things I wanted to say. 27 items in total at the last count. Not bad for 5 minutes work. Here's a few...
3. Not being listened to
4. Micro managed
14. They're "too busy"
22. Unrealistic expectations. I was surprised this was sooo far down the list.
The project I'm working on, and have been for the last 12 years, is up for renewal. The big cheese at the customer's place is apparently making a decision this Friday before heading off on holiday. Personally, I think he'll leave it until he gets back. I know that's what I'd do, let the supplier's sweat it out a little bit longer. After all, what's a few weeks going to change when the decision was supposedly due last June?
The soul teacher's in town this weekend. Jeez, she couldn't have found a better time to come. I call her the soul teacher as her class blew me away the last time with the stuff she was talking about. It really is quite amazing and she's so incredibly honest about it too. I had such a fantastic time with her last time in Scotland it was amazing.
One of the students from the teacher training weekend missed class over the weekend due to a family illness so the course director phoned me last night and asked if I could get together with the student and bring her back up to speed on what she missed. Ha, my first one-on-one since the sunday at class when only one student turned up for the open Mysore. This'll be fun!
Found out yesterday that D is leaving the shala, moving down the coast to pasture's new. She'll be sorely missed, such a great adjuster, and a lovely warm person. She's managed to get my fingers to almost hold in Supta Kurmasana this last week. I made her laugh this morning as she caught me reading the gossip magazine one of the girls had left by the door. She's such a great laugh. She soooo reminds me of the girl who was on the kids program Play School when I was growing up.
My friend, the hairdresser, who moved out to Oz-land emailed me yesterday telling me she'd expecting. Wow. She was so dead set against that sort of thing. "Took me by surprise" she said. She'll make a great mother.
And then there's the moon day.
WooooooshhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!