Monday, September 20, 2004
New Term
It was most definitely a new term at the universities here in Leeds today - as the nightmare traffic at 5 pm bore witness. Never understood why students need cars - they all live 20 minutes walk max from the university but I'm sure it's just sour grapes - I couldn't afford a car as a student, so I'm jealous they can. I'll be back to walking to work soon if the magic insoles continue to fix my feet (and the magic of Alexander technique keeps them and my hip fixed). Took me 40 mins to drive home today - the first 10 were getting out of the car park!
Tomorrow I get to join the great unwashed of student land - part time student ness beckons, I think I might be rather more nervous than I'd like to admit.
Tonight I am faced with a "evil landlady" dilemma. Showed a person the house to let this evening. He is supper keen BUT
a.his English sucks
b.he is moving up from London "because its nasty there"
c. he is a self employed computer importer
d.he isn't convinced the bank will give him a good reference
e.he wants to pay 3 months rent up front.
f. he was a bit too forward
I get a bad feeling but shouldn't I give the bloke a chance? I have a suspicion he would be running the business from home, which probably breaks the terms of my insurance. I think I'll sleep on it and decide tomorrow, of course I could just pass the buck to my business partner but that's a bit poor of me. Do I take responsibilities for my own actions or hid behind others?
On a more positive note I did good conflict resolution (OK potential conflict) yesterday. Went to bed last night at 12.03 - and the chap was "will be there in a minute" apparently having a catch up on a blog that had rubber clad lovelies on it (but only in context, not as a regular feature apparently). 20 mins later and a lot of typing I was feeling somewhat rejected and upset (OK so it was Sunday night, not seeing him for a few days, and I had expectations), Was most pleased with myself as instead of previously normal Iola behaviour of quiet sob at the signs of early death of a relationship, and go to sleep, avoiding confrontation I got up. Went to bathroom (sneaky look at the computer screen on the way past) and lo and behold he was on the previously mentioned game.
I therefore went in to the study and asked if I'd done something to upset him. No not in the slightest.
Oh it was just you hadn't said you were going to do your game for a bit so I was feeling rejected.
Many many apologies. I went for the "you don't need to apologise, you just need to let me know what you are doing" line (spot a theme of the week?) because that was the problem - I thought he was deep in communication with some fantasy figure and the thought of me just didn't cut the mustard. All resolved.
Lets hope we manage to maintain decent levels of communication throughout the foundations of our relationship and we may manage to have a winner here.
Tomorrow I get to join the great unwashed of student land - part time student ness beckons, I think I might be rather more nervous than I'd like to admit.
Tonight I am faced with a "evil landlady" dilemma. Showed a person the house to let this evening. He is supper keen BUT
a.his English sucks
b.he is moving up from London "because its nasty there"
c. he is a self employed computer importer
d.he isn't convinced the bank will give him a good reference
e.he wants to pay 3 months rent up front.
f. he was a bit too forward
I get a bad feeling but shouldn't I give the bloke a chance? I have a suspicion he would be running the business from home, which probably breaks the terms of my insurance. I think I'll sleep on it and decide tomorrow, of course I could just pass the buck to my business partner but that's a bit poor of me. Do I take responsibilities for my own actions or hid behind others?
On a more positive note I did good conflict resolution (OK potential conflict) yesterday. Went to bed last night at 12.03 - and the chap was "will be there in a minute" apparently having a catch up on a blog that had rubber clad lovelies on it (but only in context, not as a regular feature apparently). 20 mins later and a lot of typing I was feeling somewhat rejected and upset (OK so it was Sunday night, not seeing him for a few days, and I had expectations), Was most pleased with myself as instead of previously normal Iola behaviour of quiet sob at the signs of early death of a relationship, and go to sleep, avoiding confrontation I got up. Went to bathroom (sneaky look at the computer screen on the way past) and lo and behold he was on the previously mentioned game.
I therefore went in to the study and asked if I'd done something to upset him. No not in the slightest.
Oh it was just you hadn't said you were going to do your game for a bit so I was feeling rejected.
Many many apologies. I went for the "you don't need to apologise, you just need to let me know what you are doing" line (spot a theme of the week?) because that was the problem - I thought he was deep in communication with some fantasy figure and the thought of me just didn't cut the mustard. All resolved.
Lets hope we manage to maintain decent levels of communication throughout the foundations of our relationship and we may manage to have a winner here.
// posted by Bitvacuous @ 10:04 pm 
