I work in an offshoot of my firm - the six people of our team are on a different floor to everyone else, which I rather like. It was easier to get to know everyone when I started, and the small size tends to prevent personal problems developing between people.
Both the secretaries in my section have just announced that they’re pregnant, almost hitting the three month mark. I am rather interested in the whole process, and have been examining their slowly growing stomachs and wondering what it feels like to know you have a 4cm long miniature baby growing in you. Very strange. Unfortunately, with pregnancy has come fluctuating hormones and its accompanying bouts of tears and cranky moods. I’m waiting for the supposedly blissful glowing stage of pregnancy to kick in so that I don’t have to listen to my secretary sobbing on the phone to her boyfriend that she’s not sure if she wants to get married after all. It’s all a bit depressing.
I have been invited to a murder party, which is rather fun. Apparently I will receive instructions and will then have to have certain conversations with other people throughout the night, all in aid of eventually revealing the murderer, I suppose. I’ve never been to a murder party before. It’s a Christmas murder party too - I wonder if someone gets stabbed with a Christmas tree decoration?
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21 November, 2006 at 12:00 am
Sprinting to finish projects before everyone goes on holidays, exhaustion from late night shopping, travel, the heat, juggling in-laws and outlaws, arbitrating long-standing family feuds, alcohol - I wouldn’t be surprised if the murder rate went up at Christmas.
21 November, 2006 at 1:21 am
Well, ever since I watched Home Alone as a child I’ve always treated Christmas lights with caution (and NEVER put them on the ground!). Murder party sounds cool - I’ve never been to one but I’ve heard of them.
The glowing stage does come - our office just had a lady go on maternity leave and there were a couple of months there where she really was radiant
21 November, 2006 at 8:55 am
The first three months of pregnancy are horrible but after the first trimester it gets loads better. In the second and third trimester I felt as if I had super-strength. People were telling me to give up work and take it easy, and I could have climbed mountains I had so much energy. It’s a pity my brain turned to porridge.
I bet you see a big difference in your colleagues in the coming weeks.
21 November, 2006 at 10:34 am
Yes, the struggling to finish things up before Christmas is not much fun, Mikefitz - it hasn’t driven me to murder just yet though
Madame B - I shall look forward to the radiant part kicking in then!
Helen - ahh, there you go. I’ll look for changes when they hit the second trimester. Super strength and porridge brains
23 November, 2006 at 1:47 am
WOW!!
I can’t wait to hear all about the murder party.
I was once invited to one, by my best friend’s parents, but it soon became apparent that I was only there to play the “waitstaff.”
This did not go well as I corked several bottles of expensive wine and my boyfriend at the time coldly said,
“How humiliating for you.”
Uh…hadn’t thought of it that way til HE pointed it out, thanks…
Hope yours is more fun than mine was.
23 November, 2006 at 7:49 pm
The murder party sounds awesome! Simultaneous pregnancies at the offiice…I’d rather have root canal without anesthetic.
23 November, 2006 at 9:12 pm
Oh Telfair, that doesn’t sound like fun at all. I do hope the party will be enjoyable - I’ll only know a few people so hopefully the murder party will make random conversations easier
Cat, not only do we have simultaneous pregnancies, but one of the lawyer’s wife just had a miscarriage. So sad, and a very awkward situation what with all the swelling bellies around the place.
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