Remembrance of things past...

I was looking forward to working today, as I expected I wouldn't need to be on the phone, and I could focus on reducing the number of emails languishing in our inboxes. Keith took me to work, and things started to go wrong when I couldn't get through the barrier we have at the entrance to our building. I tried and tried, but my card wouldn't work. I even asked a member of staff for help, but to no avail. Finally, our lovely cleaner swiped her card to let me in!

When I got up to the office, I mentioned my difficulty, and Sheila said she'd changed the number on my card so she could have access to a class she does at the gym every week... Well, I wish she'd told me, but it wouldn't work as I need to get in every morning! Madness! I immediately changed it back to my membership number!

Next up, we found out that Macy, Nicola's daughter, had phoned in sick... I said I would help out with the phones (grrrr!), but I couldn't stay until 4pm as I had afternoon plans. In the end, I did two hours, Sara did two hours, and Sheila ended the shift. She won't be here next week, and I keep thinking we have another week to go before the changes. Where on earth has March gone?

I did as much as I could before I went on the phones, but thankfully, the lines were quiet today. Thursday seems to be the quietest day of the week. At 2pm, I dashed off, and Keith met me in the car park. We drove to my old building at Lings, to see Amanda, one of the receptionists, and take her a box of chocolates for all of her help in the past. 

Walking in felt very poignant (I remembered the door code!), and we had a chat for a little while. The gym was completely empty as all the equipment had been moved out last week, and there were no vending machines in reception. I went into my old office and had a chat with the Dans, who were sitting in Nicola's old office. I hugged Dan F, who is lovely, and we always bought each other coffees in the good old days! I miss the lovely coffees from the machine! I had another chat with Amanda, and another hug, and I left. If I ever go again, it will be run by the enemy!

I dropped Keith off at home, hastily ate a sandwich I'd bought at Waitrose, and drove over to Kettering to see my Mum. Thankfully, we had a better visit than last Thursday, and I promised to see her on Sunday and take my laptop so we could look at photos.

It was Sophie's turn to cook tonight, and she made a delicious creamy baked pasta dish, while Keith and I chatted in the kitchen. After we'd eaten, we watched the first episode of Katya Adler's documentary about Europe, which we all found very interesting. I was then determined to finish the novel, My Cousin Rachel, so we can watch the film tomorrow night!