You know, if I didn’t have a grand plan of Man and I working for ourselves, this wouldn’t actually be a bad place to work :)
The location is certainly lovely.
I work in an old, converted Mill building. It is surrounded on three sides by water with a break away flow of river coming down the side of the building (where a water wheel used to go, I presume) and a gully flowing under reception.
This is where the river splits at the front of the building. I don’t know who the boat belongs to. It appeared there a couple of days ago … I quite fancy trying it out one lunchtime.
At the back there is a little island formed by the breakaway bit of the river. There is a weir under our building and another one on the main flow of the river.
It’s a lovely place to sit at lunchtime (if you get one of those, which most people in my department don’t because we are always so busy).
As with most places, though, I prefer it first thing in the morning, before anyone else has arrived and while the light is prettier.
It’s a good place for wildlife. So far this week, I’ve captured a bank vole and a crayfish (photographically of course).
The resident heron is too shy and hides whenever I get my camera out. As does the family of moorhens.
We have geese though, and ducks and swans.
All in all a pretty good location for an office but it is claustrophobically hot, all year round, but especially in the last week.
In an ideal world, I would take a six hour break in the middle of the day. But I can’t. I tend to work from 7am to 7pm Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday and this week the heat has meant I am just too drained to do anything else when I get home from work (it’s about a half hour drive each way).
Today I am working but I thought I’d go in a bit later. Will probably get to work for 9.30am once the rush hour has gone (I’m supposedly contracted to do 37.5 hours a week and I usually do those in three days, so getting in a bit late this morning won’t matter).
This weekend I am not going to Man’s (boo). I have to collect daughter number one and her boyf from the airport at some ungodly hour of tomorrow morning. I am hoping between now and then she might text me some clue about her flight – it would be good, for example, to know which airport she is landing at!
The rest of the weekend (and I get three days) is going to be geared towards getting back on track with the plan.
I set myself a challenge of writing 20 lines of creative writing a day. In the first week of this challenge, I think I have achieved this only three times.
I have my second submission to the stock photo agency to submit. I shall do that tomorrow.
There are photographs to take (although I prefer the company of Man when I am doing this).
I need to study the books that I have bought and start working properly on my hub pages and try and generate some traffic there. I have the research on a few more towns and the photos to go with it, it’s just a matter or writing them now.
Finally, I have to start sorting through my stuff and having a good clear out. There are boxes I haven’t unpacked since the last time we moved. I obviously can’t need that stuff too much.
All these things need doing, but I wish I was getting to spend the weekend with Man instead. I know, however, that if I complete this little list, I will feel that I have achieved something towards our Master Plan – which is more than I can say about the last few days.