Work/life balance, and WOMAD
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Rob works five eight-hour days a week, plus 30 minutes for lunch. In addition, this week he worked:
Sun: 0.5 hours
Sat: (only a couple of phonecalls)
Fri: 5.0 hours
Thu: 0.5 hours
Wed: 4.5 hours
Tue: 0.5 hours
Mon: 0.5 hours
This is pretty normal.
Something is badly wrong with the world. He's tired all the time. He doesn't get to spend enough time with Linnea, because if he's not working from home he's too tired to play. He certianly doesn't have time for anything other than work and Linnea - though we did deliberately skip housework this weekend and go out as a family, just the three of us, because we will never be just the three of us again after 16 days.
So today's trip was to WOMAD - we triked down, bought tickets, got wristbands, went in, ate lunch, wandered around, listened to music, looked at goods, got too hot, went into the town centre to buy Linnea some shoes, went back to WOMAD after some clouds had gathered, wandered around some more, bought more food, saw the procession (theme: food, and which continents have x% of the world's population and consume x% of the world's food). Linnea played with drums and xylophones and bubbles and ran in and out of the clothing racks and sorted a big pile of postcards.
We each got a garment - Linnea got a "Charlie and Lola" top, which isn't very WOMAD but was very cute, and Rob got a hat to replace his lost Tilley (nothing like as good as a Tilley, of course, but there you go), and I got a great orange cotton scarf, which I promptly knotted around Linnea's ribs becase we'd forgotten her reins.
For lunch I had a vegetable curry and naan bread; the naan wasn't anything like any I have experienced elsewhere but the curry was fabulous, as was the mango chutney (made with real mangoes, nyum). Linnea had a sausage in a bun, of which she lost half in the grass, and Rob had a breakfast bap. Dinner was pasta with tomato sauce because that's what Linnea wanted and Rob and I didn't care by then. It was excellent, but not very adventurous of us (strange tomato sauce is not adventurous. Strange curry definitely is).
Yesterday, Linnea hurt her arm somehow - not badly, but enough that she spent some time cradling it. Today, she must have re-injured it, because she was cradling it a lot and actually agreed that it was hurt when we asked. I rigged a sling from the orange scarf and she was much happier, except when she wanted to eat or drink. By bedtime, it had subsided to a sore back-of-hand, so we gave her ibuprofen for any inflammation, rubbed arnica on it, and put her to bed. Hopefully tomorrow she will at least have stopped whimpering when she uses it by accident, if it's not better altogether.
We didn't go to watch any particular acts; the noise levels are too high for our comfort. But we did enjoy strolling past impromptu drum bands, women playing xylophones beautifully just because they were out on display, a whole family of hula-hoop artists... I love watching the people at WOMAD, especially the little boys, because there I see little boys in fairy wings brandishing swords, or 10-year-old boys in sarongs, or any number of other anti-stereotyped presentations I never see in my normal outings. People do dress little girls in khaki shorts, but rarely, rarely little boys in lilac tutus.
With luck, next year we'll be more organised, and buy our tickets in advance, and therefore get in earlier. I didn't want to this year in case Rob had to work or I was too ill to go. I am ill - my sinuses are acting up again, due to chemical cleaners, dust, and pregnant sensitivity, so my nose and ears ache (I was deaf for chunks of the day). And of course my pubis still wants to symphisis, though it's not done it properly so far. Oh, and I think I have a UTI brewing. It's hard to tell, with shooting pelvic pain anyway, and the vestibulitis.
Can I trade the body in for a new one? I'll keep the uterus; it's good at its job, and I've grown attached to the contents.
Sun: 0.5 hours
Sat: (only a couple of phonecalls)
Fri: 5.0 hours
Thu: 0.5 hours
Wed: 4.5 hours
Tue: 0.5 hours
Mon: 0.5 hours
This is pretty normal.
Something is badly wrong with the world. He's tired all the time. He doesn't get to spend enough time with Linnea, because if he's not working from home he's too tired to play. He certianly doesn't have time for anything other than work and Linnea - though we did deliberately skip housework this weekend and go out as a family, just the three of us, because we will never be just the three of us again after 16 days.
So today's trip was to WOMAD - we triked down, bought tickets, got wristbands, went in, ate lunch, wandered around, listened to music, looked at goods, got too hot, went into the town centre to buy Linnea some shoes, went back to WOMAD after some clouds had gathered, wandered around some more, bought more food, saw the procession (theme: food, and which continents have x% of the world's population and consume x% of the world's food). Linnea played with drums and xylophones and bubbles and ran in and out of the clothing racks and sorted a big pile of postcards.
We each got a garment - Linnea got a "Charlie and Lola" top, which isn't very WOMAD but was very cute, and Rob got a hat to replace his lost Tilley (nothing like as good as a Tilley, of course, but there you go), and I got a great orange cotton scarf, which I promptly knotted around Linnea's ribs becase we'd forgotten her reins.
For lunch I had a vegetable curry and naan bread; the naan wasn't anything like any I have experienced elsewhere but the curry was fabulous, as was the mango chutney (made with real mangoes, nyum). Linnea had a sausage in a bun, of which she lost half in the grass, and Rob had a breakfast bap. Dinner was pasta with tomato sauce because that's what Linnea wanted and Rob and I didn't care by then. It was excellent, but not very adventurous of us (strange tomato sauce is not adventurous. Strange curry definitely is).
Yesterday, Linnea hurt her arm somehow - not badly, but enough that she spent some time cradling it. Today, she must have re-injured it, because she was cradling it a lot and actually agreed that it was hurt when we asked. I rigged a sling from the orange scarf and she was much happier, except when she wanted to eat or drink. By bedtime, it had subsided to a sore back-of-hand, so we gave her ibuprofen for any inflammation, rubbed arnica on it, and put her to bed. Hopefully tomorrow she will at least have stopped whimpering when she uses it by accident, if it's not better altogether.
We didn't go to watch any particular acts; the noise levels are too high for our comfort. But we did enjoy strolling past impromptu drum bands, women playing xylophones beautifully just because they were out on display, a whole family of hula-hoop artists... I love watching the people at WOMAD, especially the little boys, because there I see little boys in fairy wings brandishing swords, or 10-year-old boys in sarongs, or any number of other anti-stereotyped presentations I never see in my normal outings. People do dress little girls in khaki shorts, but rarely, rarely little boys in lilac tutus.
With luck, next year we'll be more organised, and buy our tickets in advance, and therefore get in earlier. I didn't want to this year in case Rob had to work or I was too ill to go. I am ill - my sinuses are acting up again, due to chemical cleaners, dust, and pregnant sensitivity, so my nose and ears ache (I was deaf for chunks of the day). And of course my pubis still wants to symphisis, though it's not done it properly so far. Oh, and I think I have a UTI brewing. It's hard to tell, with shooting pelvic pain anyway, and the vestibulitis.
Can I trade the body in for a new one? I'll keep the uterus; it's good at its job, and I've grown attached to the contents.
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Date: 2006-07-30 08:08 pm (UTC)Now we are in Leicester things are much better. The pay is not as good, and we struggle to make ends meet, but he is a different person. He does the occassional late night, but this is usually from home and his boss is fairly good at letting him take time in lieu. He now has hobbies - cooking gardening and photography. We still don't go anywhere but that's a money issue not a time and energy issue.
I know this doesn't help with your problems. But I agree that there is something wrong with the whole job situation where working these kind of hours is expected to be accepted as normal.
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Date: 2006-07-30 08:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-30 09:31 pm (UTC)Is there any possibility that improved documentation will help?
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Date: 2006-07-31 01:24 am (UTC)Is there any way which the organisation you work for could allow you to sleep/be off work during the day so that your contracted hours are in the evenings - at least giving you some sleep?
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Date: 2006-07-30 08:16 pm (UTC)No, that's precisely the opposite of what it wants to do, if your previous descriptions are correct. Symphysis = union, joining. It's the D part of SPD you're experiencing, the dysfunction.
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Date: 2006-07-30 08:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-31 01:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-31 02:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-31 03:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-01 05:33 pm (UTC)Mine separated, but I also had some funky nerve-crimping stuff going on, and a problem with my right hip socket which has never gone away (but then, I had a prior injury to complicate matters, and clicky-hip at birth). I spent a lot of time on the phone to the Pelvic Partnership, bless them!
I would guess diastase for the verb, FWIW.
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Date: 2006-07-30 08:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-07-30 09:29 pm (UTC)I agree that short of management positions, tech seems particularly bad for "assuming people will do unpaid overtime as a matter of course", but I don't have a whole lot of experience with other private-sector positions.
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Date: 2006-07-31 01:21 am (UTC)People do not realise systems/networks are incredibly complex and take time to design and implement. They think it is just techies wasting time, because when it works they don't notice it, it is just there. I have total respect for a network/systems engineer who does a job without the whole thing falling to bits.
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Date: 2006-07-31 09:02 am (UTC)The pay isn't good but the work-life balance is.
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Date: 2006-07-31 01:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-02 10:25 am (UTC)Let me think about my academics. Mark successfully switched to a compressed week so he could do five days' work in four and spend a day off with his 4 and 2 yr olds. He's now on 2 years' family leave. Gail's definitely not had a problem since coming back from maternity leave. Various of the academics at all levels have days when you can't contact them, and many either come in early so they can be home in the evening or leave late because they do morning duties.
But then, we have a very strong culture here of support, and "work-life balance" isn't just paid lip-service. We're also running an annual work allocation exercise and line managers are working hard to ensure that people don't get overloaded.
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Date: 2006-07-31 01:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-03 10:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-03 10:45 pm (UTC)But I do think it's very unfair on the kids involved, whatever about the other adults.
Childcare in the workplace, that's what we need.