Crankiness abounds

Almost yelled (well, maybe “almost” isn’t accurate…I think I did yell) at one of the project managers at work when he started interrogating me about a release that I’d only just learned about a day or so previously. Everything is due the first week of June. It’s the second week of April. It’s an update release. Chillax.

I had sent the French version of the document out for a full edit in February — it was a mishmash of the work of several different translators and translator-wannabes and it would be nice to get it consistent with the English — and it’s due back at the end of April. The PM freaked out over that. April 30 was the original due date but the transation office thought it might come back earlier. Turns out she was wrong; they’re swamped by year-end crap from other offices. Regardless, end of April is not a huge deal. Doesn’t stop me writing the English stuff. And there isn’t likely to be 4 weeks worth of new French stuff to send out for translation.  So he’s getting upset over nothing. But he stills wants a detailed timeframe for everything and doesn’t understand that I can’t tell him what I don’t know. Translation time is based on word count and I won’t know the word count until I’ve actually written it, which I can’t do until they stop dickering over the details of the planned changes. And I don’t know how much work the stuff that is currently being edited will be when it comes back — it may just be a day or two of copying, pasting, and checking or it may be a week or more; it depends on just how bad the original really was. When I sent it out, there was no June release on the horizon (in fact, we’d just sent one out). There are other sources of crankiness on that particular project that didn’t help raise my mood, though I shouldn’t let them bother me. (Note to self: there’s a good lesson to learn. Think “Serenity Prayer”.)

So he got cranky and I got crankier. That never ends well, for me at least. That was shortly before I left work and part of the reason why I wasn’t into a suitable mood for the psychic fair. And part of why I am stressed out now (oh, there are so many reasons for me to be stressed out right now and almost all of them my own damned fault).


A teacher comes…

…when the student is ready.

Or so they say. In my past, that has been true. Not sure about now but things seem to be coming to me that are helpful to me.

The ESP Psychic Fair is this weekend. I had planned to attend yesterday on my way home from work but it didn’t open until 4pm — by 3pm, I was descending into a full-on hormonal mood swing (close to a crying jag); didn’t think it was an appropriate energy to bring to a psychic fair, especially when there isn’t really anything in particular I wanted other than to spend money buying more stuff I don’t really need.  So, didn’t go. I may yet go — depends on my mood tomorrow — but right now, the chances are slim.

But I’ve been on another book-buying spree. This time, the urge was for spiritual books and CDs. Have lots of food for the spirit, as it were, including new books by my favourite animal psychic, Amelia Kinkade, and one of my favourite mediums, Allison Dubois (she of Medium fame). But the book I was most looking forward to getting arrived yesterday from It’s by another of my favourite mediums, David Wells, who appears on the British TV show Most Haunted. He’s a very likable person so I quite enjoy watching him on the show. If I were going to be a psychic, he’s the kind of psychic I’d want to be: human, with human frailties but confident of his knowledge.

Anyway, the book is called “David Wells’ Complete Guide to Developing Your Psychic Skills”. I know, it’s a hokey title. Try to get past that.  I’ve only read a couple of chapters but I’m really liking his approach. It’s very down-to-earth and it resonates more with me than some similar books. I’d been avoiding buying it for awhile, for a number of reasons that I don’t want to go into here. But now seemed a good time. And I’m glad I did.