Wrens, trees, bee's knees.

All is still (relatively) fabulous. I had a run of bad luck and my till refused to balance 3 weeks in a row and it was embarrassing and scary but I resisted the temptation to make "amends" (ie. fudge it with my own cash!) or to smooth it over and I'm glad of that because once that begins an employee has lost their high ground, I could swear on the bible that I've never diddled the system and that has a power all of its own. And it's all fine now.

I still love my job.

My other job is getting better and better, I will be taught more (it is agreed!) and will get closer to being a finance person. I want to do this. I know the others (all of them, all of us, in polly) dislike this area, yes, yes, I know, but they are realising now, that if I learn it (as I long to!) they will be forever free of it and it will never come back to bite them, and I really enjoy it, it's not a convenient pretence, I really do, I realised today how truthful my interest is, just how pleasant it was (helped also by the thoughts of the honorarium) to be there, and how lovely it is to make sums of money add up.

If I get these skills in a meaningful way, we'll be ready to manage a business, and if
Sophie or V. or anyone else cares to do the same for IT, the business we manage could be a
telecentre. And if we did that it wouldn't be hard to travel, and we'd be able to exercise all our talents in small towns.

It's not a bad idea, and there are so many opportunities.... just down the road, for example,
to practice on, and the network etc. and then later, if we do master it, maybe higher up,
management. All this stuff is compatible with creativity. These days.