Work seemed to stabilise to yesterday. Back to there being not just me on the phone & a more normal level of work – not insane. Much relief & stress petering out.
No decorating last night. Had to do form filling for “Working Family Tax Credit” – which is the only thing that makes the job I do up to a reasonable (living) wage (I wonder how often i bleat that?).
“Tech support – gosh, that must be a well paid job?”
“Ummmm….”
Well, we have taken on more work (customers), responsibility & have taken on administration work, but, we are still paid less than accounts. I should complain – Alex, who does more work than me, gets paid less. Go figure – it’s the modern workplace – innit! Just in case you think this be all bad, I do quite like a few aspects of the job & I certainly like the hours I keep… Well, sometimes as the alarm nags me at 5:30, I do wonder, but that’s just sleep trying to hang onto me.
Jack woke last night. He said that he had, had a wee-wee before getting into the bath & we took him at his word… as neither Louise or I saw him do it. He probably had not as that what woke him & he woke confused & had a shout to us. I dashed upstairs to see what was wrong & his complaining woke Eve – so she started to complain as well – so there I was in a dark room with 2 wailing kids. Louise quickly came to the rescue & took charge of settling Eve, & I took Jack off for the wee he should have done earlier. That done, he was off to sleep, straight off. Jack has never wet the bed – which I consider pretty brilliant, really. It took Louise to point that fact out to me for me to realise something that I take for granted.