Since I have started to write this blog, and send mails to some of you, I've started to get really scared about accidentlally outing myself... In emails to other people.
Whilst not technically middle aged yet (thank you Melissa) I do have Senior Moments when I just go into auto pilot.
Especially when writing mails. I have three signatures that I use regularly. My bloke name, my sickening sweet name that I used when sending a mail to Mrs Stace, and Stace.
When on autopilot I press send then get a sudden feeling of dreed. Did I just send 'Stace' by mistake? I have signed with my bloke name to Mrs Stace (and she asked what she had done to annoy me to the point of not using the sweet name) and I have signed it with the sweet name to colleagues which brings the whole 'I like you, but not in that way' jokes (but essensially easy to get out of). If I sent Stace by mistake how the hell do you 'oops' your way out of that?
And...
Wish me luck! Sunday at 13:45 European Time I start the 5km business run. I am aiming for a time of 25 mins this year...
Stace
Friday, 16 April 2010
Thursday, 15 April 2010
They took my license!
Yesterday was a sad day for me. A 16 year relationship with my UK license ended.
No I didn't do anything naughty (well I wasn't caught at least :p ), I handed it over voluntarily to the local council to be replaced with a Dutch version in the coming weeks.
Since my license runs out in July, and I trust the DVLA to get replacing it correct like I trust HP to make quick reliable computers I decided the time had come to switch it to a Dutch version.
An expensive medical later (for the C and D categories) and all is sorted. They have my license and officially I am no longer allowed to drive. In Holland you have to have your license with you at all times when driving. I have many pieces of paper to say that I can indeed drive - but if I am stopped by the police they can give me a 100 euro fine at their discretion for not having the correct paperwork with me.
So I am now trying to drive like I am on my driving test all the time. It's hard work :) Hopefully I'll get the letter saying the new license is available to pick up soon.
No I didn't do anything naughty (well I wasn't caught at least :p ), I handed it over voluntarily to the local council to be replaced with a Dutch version in the coming weeks.
Since my license runs out in July, and I trust the DVLA to get replacing it correct like I trust HP to make quick reliable computers I decided the time had come to switch it to a Dutch version.
An expensive medical later (for the C and D categories) and all is sorted. They have my license and officially I am no longer allowed to drive. In Holland you have to have your license with you at all times when driving. I have many pieces of paper to say that I can indeed drive - but if I am stopped by the police they can give me a 100 euro fine at their discretion for not having the correct paperwork with me.
So I am now trying to drive like I am on my driving test all the time. It's hard work :) Hopefully I'll get the letter saying the new license is available to pick up soon.
Monday, 12 April 2010
A small woohoo
OK appologies if this sounds like showing off...
Today, for the first time in 8 years, I am at work in my (albiet male) skinny, 29" jeans. Months of running and skating have finally started to pay off! Coming in at less than 30" has a really nice psycological impact...
:)
Today, for the first time in 8 years, I am at work in my (albiet male) skinny, 29" jeans. Months of running and skating have finally started to pay off! Coming in at less than 30" has a really nice psycological impact...
:)
Saturday, 10 April 2010
Never forget
Well I'm just about over the worst of the illness from the last week, as is Mrs Stace, and plan on doing another 15km's on my skates again today.
Thanks for all of your comments on my last post - reading them really touched me (and made me well up a little).
Over the last week I told someone else who I really am. At the most inopportune moment, with almost no time for him to digest the information.
We had a bi-annual quaterly meeting at the office (yes you did read it right...) and about 5 mins before it started I was on the Valdispert again. I had been having a bad day - everything going wrong from the second I woke up until that time and it was creeping into an anxiety attack again. I was with one of the guys I wok with a lot at the office and he asked if I was OK. I told him it was to do with the issues that surfaced last year, he said again I could talk if I wanted to. I decided screw it, why not, it would be easier. So with 5 mins before the meeting started we went for a walk (told you it was not a good moment) and I told him.
He took it well, and said I was not the first person he knew with this. Then we had to get back and into the meeting.
During the break in the meeting we had a drink and took me to one side so no one would hear and said the following with a look of total seriousness on his face:
'Never forget that no matter what differences there are between your head and your body - you are a great, and very nice, person. Always remember that'
I'm welling up just writing that - I just thought that it was such a wonderful thing for him to say. And to take me aside especially to say it. I'm blown away.
Now to see if my weekend can be as good.
Stace
Thanks for all of your comments on my last post - reading them really touched me (and made me well up a little).
Over the last week I told someone else who I really am. At the most inopportune moment, with almost no time for him to digest the information.
We had a bi-annual quaterly meeting at the office (yes you did read it right...) and about 5 mins before it started I was on the Valdispert again. I had been having a bad day - everything going wrong from the second I woke up until that time and it was creeping into an anxiety attack again. I was with one of the guys I wok with a lot at the office and he asked if I was OK. I told him it was to do with the issues that surfaced last year, he said again I could talk if I wanted to. I decided screw it, why not, it would be easier. So with 5 mins before the meeting started we went for a walk (told you it was not a good moment) and I told him.
He took it well, and said I was not the first person he knew with this. Then we had to get back and into the meeting.
During the break in the meeting we had a drink and took me to one side so no one would hear and said the following with a look of total seriousness on his face:
'Never forget that no matter what differences there are between your head and your body - you are a great, and very nice, person. Always remember that'
I'm welling up just writing that - I just thought that it was such a wonderful thing for him to say. And to take me aside especially to say it. I'm blown away.
Now to see if my weekend can be as good.
Stace
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
So Very Tired
What a weekend...
Mrs Stace had Good Friday off from work - the idea was that she went shopping with her sister and relaxed, then I would come home and join her.
That didn't work out quite as planned.
I called to let her know that I was healthy and could get my Dutch license and she said she was having to be driven home by her sister as she could barely stand.
I left early, with the idea that I could get the Easter weekend shopping done and then catch up whilst looking after her. I got home, struggled to get the shopping in and then crashed on the sofa as well. Saturday was spent crashed on the sofa. Sunday was at my niece's birthday party (where I crashed again) and Monday was spent drifting in and out of sleep on the sofa. All weekend Mrs Stace has been doing similar things.
I went back to work today, but am still not 100%.
The point to this outpouring? Excuse making basically. I was planning to catch up on blogs over the weekend and give the comments I wanted to. As it was I barely touched a computer. Ergo, I have only left a fraction of the comments I wanted to. To those I have not had time to comment on whilst catching up today - sorry.
Going to crash again now...
Stace
Mrs Stace had Good Friday off from work - the idea was that she went shopping with her sister and relaxed, then I would come home and join her.
That didn't work out quite as planned.
I called to let her know that I was healthy and could get my Dutch license and she said she was having to be driven home by her sister as she could barely stand.
I left early, with the idea that I could get the Easter weekend shopping done and then catch up whilst looking after her. I got home, struggled to get the shopping in and then crashed on the sofa as well. Saturday was spent crashed on the sofa. Sunday was at my niece's birthday party (where I crashed again) and Monday was spent drifting in and out of sleep on the sofa. All weekend Mrs Stace has been doing similar things.
I went back to work today, but am still not 100%.
The point to this outpouring? Excuse making basically. I was planning to catch up on blogs over the weekend and give the comments I wanted to. As it was I barely touched a computer. Ergo, I have only left a fraction of the comments I wanted to. To those I have not had time to comment on whilst catching up today - sorry.
Going to crash again now...
Stace
Saturday, 3 April 2010
The couple of feminine features I do have...
I was just reading an item on the BBC about IBS treatments and I thought of the other (slight) issues that I have that are really not fair...
The item was about old fashioned remadies that doctors generally ignore these days, but may actually be the most benificial. I suffer from mild IBS (I know people who suffer with much more acute symptoms than me, and they really have my sympathy). Basically from time to time I bloat like a baloon over the course of a few minutes - from trousers that have inches to spare to not being able to do them up. This is accompanied by major stomach cramps and other issues that I will not go into here :) I may buy some perpemint oil and see if that actually works...
The other issue is my knees - well joints in general. I have been under treatment from a physiotherapist a couple of times in the past due to major pain in my knees. Almost like I had seriously sprained it, to the point where I could not walk on it.
X-rays showed that there was nothing wrong, and a few weeks rest cured the symptom until I started to use my knees again. After speaking to the physio she told me that all of my joints were, and I quote, "Too floppy" and as a result I was damaging the minicus each time I moved. I had to learn how to stand correctly, walk correctly, and cycle correctly in order to force my movements to match what a normal persons joints should automatically do.
The point... Both of these issues are common on both sides of my family. My mum and most of my aunts, and my female cousins have issues with IBS, and a good number of my aunts have issues specifically with their knees.
This is what think isn't fair - I have something in common with most of my female relations, and what is it? Illness and injury!
;p
PS In case not obvious from my writing the comaplint is a little tongue in cheek (even if the issues are not) :)
The item was about old fashioned remadies that doctors generally ignore these days, but may actually be the most benificial. I suffer from mild IBS (I know people who suffer with much more acute symptoms than me, and they really have my sympathy). Basically from time to time I bloat like a baloon over the course of a few minutes - from trousers that have inches to spare to not being able to do them up. This is accompanied by major stomach cramps and other issues that I will not go into here :) I may buy some perpemint oil and see if that actually works...
The other issue is my knees - well joints in general. I have been under treatment from a physiotherapist a couple of times in the past due to major pain in my knees. Almost like I had seriously sprained it, to the point where I could not walk on it.
X-rays showed that there was nothing wrong, and a few weeks rest cured the symptom until I started to use my knees again. After speaking to the physio she told me that all of my joints were, and I quote, "Too floppy" and as a result I was damaging the minicus each time I moved. I had to learn how to stand correctly, walk correctly, and cycle correctly in order to force my movements to match what a normal persons joints should automatically do.
The point... Both of these issues are common on both sides of my family. My mum and most of my aunts, and my female cousins have issues with IBS, and a good number of my aunts have issues specifically with their knees.
This is what think isn't fair - I have something in common with most of my female relations, and what is it? Illness and injury!
;p
PS In case not obvious from my writing the comaplint is a little tongue in cheek (even if the issues are not) :)
Friday, 2 April 2010
This is a fit and healthy young man
I just got back from the doctors office for my driving license health check and that is what he put on the form I have to send to the licensing agency :)
'Man' aside there is nothing better to see on the form I think. It's been a few years since I was called young as well :)
Eyesight was perfect, slight issues with me knowing left from right - but pointing with my hands got around that problem. There no no trace of anything in the urine test and my body made the noises and had the reactions he expected when he started to hit it.
The only cause for concern was my blood pressure - 155/90. But then it was a medical and I was stressed because of that. He did say it was outside of normal range, but in the circumstances nothing to be concerend about. I have seen it higher in the UK - 160/120 - the doctors didn't believe that could be true and made me come back 2 weeks later to recheck it. I so love white coat syndrome.
This means that I can now send off for my license, complete with trucks and busses that nobody I know over here thinks I should have on the license (just because I have never sat in the driving seat of either, and never taken a test).
The one question that I am not sure if I answered correctly... Do you have any phycological problems. Does GID count? I assumed not so said nothing. And seeing as he said I passed the cursory test with flying colours I guess it doesn't matter...
Well roll on 4pm so I can ride home on the bike in more comfort than I rode here - it was bitterly cold this morning, and it felt like it took hours to get the feeling back in my fingers.
Well time to get some work done I suppose...
'Man' aside there is nothing better to see on the form I think. It's been a few years since I was called young as well :)
Eyesight was perfect, slight issues with me knowing left from right - but pointing with my hands got around that problem. There no no trace of anything in the urine test and my body made the noises and had the reactions he expected when he started to hit it.
The only cause for concern was my blood pressure - 155/90. But then it was a medical and I was stressed because of that. He did say it was outside of normal range, but in the circumstances nothing to be concerend about. I have seen it higher in the UK - 160/120 - the doctors didn't believe that could be true and made me come back 2 weeks later to recheck it. I so love white coat syndrome.
This means that I can now send off for my license, complete with trucks and busses that nobody I know over here thinks I should have on the license (just because I have never sat in the driving seat of either, and never taken a test).
The one question that I am not sure if I answered correctly... Do you have any phycological problems. Does GID count? I assumed not so said nothing. And seeing as he said I passed the cursory test with flying colours I guess it doesn't matter...
Well roll on 4pm so I can ride home on the bike in more comfort than I rode here - it was bitterly cold this morning, and it felt like it took hours to get the feeling back in my fingers.
Well time to get some work done I suppose...
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