We're in countdown mode.
P plans to hand in her notice on Friday and finish working for the twazzocks at the end of May, moving to Bristol on the first weekend of June. This means that she is counting down her remaining days having to deal with one of the most inept managements I've heard of. I meanwhile, am counting down the number of times I will get up at an ungodly hour of a morning to drive from the Essex side of London into work in Central Bristol. Only another two after today, reckons I.
This does also mean that I have a large amount of flat-clearing work to be done to make space for her stuff. *ulp*
P plans to hand in her notice on Friday and finish working for the twazzocks at the end of May, moving to Bristol on the first weekend of June. This means that she is counting down her remaining days having to deal with one of the most inept managements I've heard of. I meanwhile, am counting down the number of times I will get up at an ungodly hour of a morning to drive from the Essex side of London into work in Central Bristol. Only another two after today, reckons I.
This does also mean that I have a large amount of flat-clearing work to be done to make space for her stuff. *ulp*