Change Your Life Today

Had a mini-tantrum on Friday about how miserable and bored I am, and decided to do something about it. Went on a mini-rant about changing my life and not taking any more shit off people in a professional or legal context when I NEVER take shit off people in any other context. Riding this wave of confidence and assertiveness, I emailed The Boss to say I want to meet with her this week to discuss my role, and emailed the executor of the will (re The Money) to ask what (the hell) is going on.

Then had a wonderful weekend with Him which mainly involved lying around in bed, watching DVDs, fighting crime, and eating Mexican food. Couldn't have been better. Came into work today with a spring in my step and smile on my face, despite the grey shittiness of the weather.

Then, upon opening my inbox, found an email from The Boss saying she wants to meet with me this afternoon, and an email from the executor saying everything is nearly finalised, but in the meantime the solicitor can forward £X000 as an interim payment straight away.

Fuck me, this whole 'proactive' thing doesn't half start working quickly...