Thrills and Spills

What a month March is turning into. Lots of ups and downs.

Thrill = my smear test results came back in record time and were fine, although I’d spent a worried week as at the surgery they made me feel very anxious about the expected result.

Spill = formal notification that our BBC contract will indeed expire at the end of March, after 13 years, and will not be renewed. Cue that terrifying “oh sh*t, it’s really happening, there goes half our income” feeling, even though we’d been expecting it for a year.

Thrill = Emily went off on a lovely jaunt out with my parents; they were heading for York, but found endless closed roads and bridges and accidents and in the end had to do a hundred mile round trip just to get to Hemswell, which is about ten minutes from here. Still, they had a great time at the antiques centre there and someone was very chuffed with her day πŸ™‚

Spill = a huge content writing project for a US directory went from perfectly simple and on target one moment to an over complicated nightmare the next moment, with the web consultants who are managing (or not) the project for the client managing to tangle everything up, issue contrary instructions, not provide log-ins and generally cause panic at my end. Fortunately, calm is now restored and I should still be able to complete the work on deadline.

Thrill = Emily’s violin is coming on astoundingly well. She’s playing various pieces from this Grade I exam book at the moment and we’re extremely proud of how she’s taught herself this far. She’s able to play some quite difficult stuff (for that level) on sight and with a good sense of rhythm and some style and flair. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

Spill (literally!) = Between us, Emily and I managed to tip half a cup of tea over my laptop yesterday morning. It died with dignity, but it died nonetheless and cannot be resurrected. Fortunately – very, very fortunately – I had copied ALL of my writing work off it onto a desktop PC the week before, so it was only being used as an internet machine.

Thrill = Yesterday, the BBC producer of the section I worked for gave us some very good news. She’s teamed up with the casting director from King’s Speech (?? I don’t really see the connection, but good-oh) and between them they’ve secured the financial backing to take that section and run it privately themselves. She very kindly said (as she has done over the last 13 years) that my content was the absolute core of their site and that they therefore want to commission me to continue in its new incarnation, for pretty much the same money. She’s quite a high flyer at the Beeb and at Channel 4, so is a v. good person to be sought after by…. terrible grammar of mine in that last bit, but still. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

Spill = Poor Emily had a very nasty tumble at riding on Monday and her neck is still hurting; not sure if she’s going to be alright to go again in a couple of days. But she’s loving it still and it doesn’t seem to have put her off. Maybe that should be a thrill instead of a spill.

Thrill = with the financial pressure looking like it might start to ease after all, we’ve got some exciting plans both for us as a family and for the business πŸ™‚

Which means that overall, there were slightly more thrills than spills, which is a v. good thing. Am feeling much better. Who knows, we might even get some education done soon. *rolls eyes at self*

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About nikkielysian

Writer, astrologer, home educating Mum.
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One Response to Thrills and Spills

  1. Elizabeth says:

    Love that style of post! And yeah for all the ‘Thrills! especially the pap smear–I know how anxious that wait can be.

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