/sз'keιdiən/, adj. of or having to do with a biological or behavioural process that recurs in an innate daily rhythm, such as the 24-hour cycle of sleep and wakefulness in humans.
This weekend just gone has been a pretty productive one. I’ve been busy during the week with lots of interpreting, and musical rehearsals during the evenings. Rachel and her Mum have been working on putting bridesmaids’ dresses together using old sheets!
On Saturday morning, we had another session of pre-marital counselling. This time, we were talking about finances. It was really interesting, I thought. Since money isn’t something Rachel and I have talked about in any great depth, it was good to chat about. It was nice to discuss some “short- and long-term goals” (which I’ve always shied away from in the past; I’ve generally just let things roll along). We’ve had different ideas about handling money previously, but have similar ideas about plans for the future. It’s going to take a more concerted effort on my part, because previously I’ve just been happy for things to happen automatically every time I get paid. As usual, Dave is a fantastic facilitator. We won’t get to meet for a couple of weeks now, because he’s involved in some other activities, but I’m looking forward to the next session in a fortnight.
That afternoon, we finally got our two families together! We’d been excited about this BBQ for ages, and it was the perfect opportunity, the perfect setting, and the perfect weather for siblings, parents, nieces and nephews to meet. Craig and Katrina were wonderful hosts, and there was about three times as much food as anybody needed ... Yum! It was a nice lazy afternoon that slowly wound away in company and conversation. Rachel had warned me beforehand that there might be the traditional “test” her family gives to future husbands (Craig and Daz had to endure something similar, I believe), so I should’ve been more prepared when it actually happened! (I also would have had the opportunity to cram for the exam!)
We got to see the first draft of our invitations, too! They are pretty good, and we’re really indebted to Troup, who’s put in the time and effort to listen to our design ideas and put something together. There are still a few little modifications to make (and I’m pretty fussy with my fonts!) but so far it’s looking pretty close to what we envisaged. Rachel commented that receiving the draft in her e-mail in-box made the whole wedding thing seem that little bit more “real”.
Our wedding night accommodation is booked and paid for, and I’ve also arranged another stay in a CBD hotel the following night. The day after that, we’re flying out to Fiji for the first week of the honeymoon! My sister, Tanni, has used her industry contacts to help us out with that, and we paid our air fares today. That’s very exciting, and we’re both really anticipating the weeks of relaxation we’re hoping to get.
I’ve been doing a fair few interpreting assignments outside of regular business hours lately. Typically, I’ve had one or two bookings every week at unusual times like 3:00am–6:00am, or 10:00pm–2:30am. The work itself has been interesting at times, but at other times quite tedious. I don’t mind doing it, and the money’s good, which is handy at the moment given I’m trying to save up for a wedding and honeymoon. But the strange hours knock me around a bit, and sometimes in the middle of the day I’ll get a little tired, as if I’ve got jet lag, without having been anywhere. I haven’t been sleeping that well either. So, I’m wondering whether it’s worth it? At what point do I put their need for an interpreter and my need for some cash after my health? Or am I just being a whinger?
Andy
This weekend just gone has been a pretty productive one. I’ve been busy during the week with lots of interpreting, and musical rehearsals during the evenings. Rachel and her Mum have been working on putting bridesmaids’ dresses together using old sheets!
On Saturday morning, we had another session of pre-marital counselling. This time, we were talking about finances. It was really interesting, I thought. Since money isn’t something Rachel and I have talked about in any great depth, it was good to chat about. It was nice to discuss some “short- and long-term goals” (which I’ve always shied away from in the past; I’ve generally just let things roll along). We’ve had different ideas about handling money previously, but have similar ideas about plans for the future. It’s going to take a more concerted effort on my part, because previously I’ve just been happy for things to happen automatically every time I get paid. As usual, Dave is a fantastic facilitator. We won’t get to meet for a couple of weeks now, because he’s involved in some other activities, but I’m looking forward to the next session in a fortnight.
That afternoon, we finally got our two families together! We’d been excited about this BBQ for ages, and it was the perfect opportunity, the perfect setting, and the perfect weather for siblings, parents, nieces and nephews to meet. Craig and Katrina were wonderful hosts, and there was about three times as much food as anybody needed ... Yum! It was a nice lazy afternoon that slowly wound away in company and conversation. Rachel had warned me beforehand that there might be the traditional “test” her family gives to future husbands (Craig and Daz had to endure something similar, I believe), so I should’ve been more prepared when it actually happened! (I also would have had the opportunity to cram for the exam!)
We got to see the first draft of our invitations, too! They are pretty good, and we’re really indebted to Troup, who’s put in the time and effort to listen to our design ideas and put something together. There are still a few little modifications to make (and I’m pretty fussy with my fonts!) but so far it’s looking pretty close to what we envisaged. Rachel commented that receiving the draft in her e-mail in-box made the whole wedding thing seem that little bit more “real”.
Our wedding night accommodation is booked and paid for, and I’ve also arranged another stay in a CBD hotel the following night. The day after that, we’re flying out to Fiji for the first week of the honeymoon! My sister, Tanni, has used her industry contacts to help us out with that, and we paid our air fares today. That’s very exciting, and we’re both really anticipating the weeks of relaxation we’re hoping to get.
I’ve been doing a fair few interpreting assignments outside of regular business hours lately. Typically, I’ve had one or two bookings every week at unusual times like 3:00am–6:00am, or 10:00pm–2:30am. The work itself has been interesting at times, but at other times quite tedious. I don’t mind doing it, and the money’s good, which is handy at the moment given I’m trying to save up for a wedding and honeymoon. But the strange hours knock me around a bit, and sometimes in the middle of the day I’ll get a little tired, as if I’ve got jet lag, without having been anywhere. I haven’t been sleeping that well either. So, I’m wondering whether it’s worth it? At what point do I put their need for an interpreter and my need for some cash after my health? Or am I just being a whinger?
Andy
