I am never happy to concentrate on one thing at a time, why do one thing when you can do three would be my philosophy. This week I should get the opportunity for some fun things to do, as well as some less exciting; after all I am on holiday from work. I should also get plenty of chance to update my blog, if I can think of enough thrilling things to say of course.

This morning I have been sorting out a large pile of mail which I had stacked up on my dining table, but which had to be removed yesterday to allow 5 people to fit round the table (you can immediately tell that I am not averse to eating surrounded by stuff on a normal day). It is quite shocking just how much rubbish comes through the post these days, in amongst the usual bills and bank statements there was an assortment of special offers for Christmas, applications for credit cards and loans (as if I don’t have enough debt) and other circulars. I have pretty much filled my recycle bin and had fun with the shredder (what a sad life this woman leads you are quite rightly thinking).

At the same time I have been having a look at the TV programmes the BBC have on offer on a weekday morning, and essentially it is all about buying, decorating and selling homes. The decorating bit might be useful as tomorrow I am going start on the fun task of painting my teen son’s room. Sadly he wants to keep the red and white Arsenal football theme, and red paint is quite visible when you get it over you (and I will get it over me, never fear).

I have begun some reading on organisational culture for my assignment though am not yet fully into it, mind you reading a text book like that while lying in the bath, as I did this morning is pretty sad I have to admit. I guess this is how my life is to be over the next 2 years, but it is weirdly compelling stuff!

Lastly for today (well apart for the usual cooking chores) I will be going off to town to pay a couple of bills; I am feeling compelled to do something old fashioned rather than the usual internet banking thing. A stroll around the shops will also be called for, after all it would be rude not to as they will be near to the bank! As you can tell I am not intending to give much thought to the NHS if I can help it, but you never know!