10 December 2007
Cliches aside, last week was just one of those weeks.
I'll give you a couple of examples:
After carefully checking that my mp3 player had battery power left, as soon as I tried to play it, it decided it was only kidding the time before, and flatly refused to play, pleading "Low Battery!", as if that's any excuse.
Then, as soon as I decided to get my hair cut, after a full year of not having it cut, my body put a stop to me feeling too smug about how good my new hair looked, by deciding to grow another head - or three - on my chin.
Which would have been fine, if the only thing I had to do last week was go to work, and spend the rest of my time hibernating until Mts Vesuvius, Fuji and St Helens saw fit to blow their tops and go, except it wasn't that easy.
Last week, I was invited to, and attended part of, the Yahoo Web Developer Summit, a three day workshop for web dev staff, plus special invited guests. Once again, if all I'd had to do was attend, that would have been fine, but oh no, I'd managed to sabotage myself there too, by being the only person foolish enough to answer "Yes", when asked if I'd like to do a talk.
I actually love talking (as anyone who's ever met me can testify), and I especially enjoy talking to people about web accessibility, even though I always get a little nervous. This time though, it was almost the dictionary definition of "preaching to the choir", as the Yahoo web dev team is made up of some of the best people working in webstuff at the moment.
So there I was, all psyched up and ready to go, but with the worlds biggest spot mountain range on my chin. Doh. When asked if I minded it being video'd, I really didn't think I could say no because my chin had decided it was 15, not 31.
Which is why I haven't posted a picture of the new hair yet. No matter what I do, this thing is just not going away, and photoshop can only do so much.
There was one bright point though - I must have caught Murphy on his lunch break, because instead of it being a week earlier, when my hair was a mess and I felt like a frump - when I randomly passed my Ex while walking into a building, it was when I had good hair, make-up, flattering clothes and fabulous shoes on, and that really doesn't happen often.
But aren't you always wearing fabulous shoes! :)
And when you are ready, we definitely need to see the new hair.
- Neil.
So great that you were feeling fabulous when you passed the ex. That is always the BEST feeling.
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