Saturday, 5 September 2009

New Premises

Oh how I could ribbit loudly!!
I am sitting here in my new office and it's just divine!
There's not a cat/dog/wellington boot/chainsaw to be seen, and I shall hide the key so it stays this way.

I have purchased executive furniture and built it all myself (swagger), it's lovely.
But it's been difficult getting permission for such spaces, the bureaucracy involved to get it passed by Darling Husband has been quite a challenge.

Darling Husband: What exactly is the point of you moving out of the house into an office? I mean what can you do out there that you can't do in here?

Frog: I would like my own space

Darling Husband: You've got loads of space

Frog: I have to share it with everyone!...I can't even wee on my own!

Darling Husband: Give me one good reason why you need a proper office

Frog: You know last night when that posh lady from London phoned to enquire about party bags and I was talking to here from in here?

Darling Husband: Yes (teeth beginning to gnash at the thought of a spending spree)

Frog: You recall you have a bit of 'cat trouble' while I was on the phone?

Darling Husband: grunt (frowning) the 'kin cat was in the kitchen and it should be outside!

Frog: Well, while I was talking to her you yelled audible expletives at the feline and slammed the door in a somewhat aggressive manner.

Darling Husband: Well

Frog: Well she didn't phone back..

Darling Husband : Oh.

I wish I'd thought of it months ago, I could have got Potty Mummy to call me (she's very posh).

9 comments: said...

Good blog.

Potty Mummy said...

Although the problem here is that obviously I am SO posh I would have had to get the butler to call you (one never makes those sort of calls oneself, you understand), and it might not have had the same effect...

Expat mum said...

Or like when you get interviewed (as you do a lot Frog) and there's a child whispering in your ear, or someone's yelling that the loo roll has run out. So professional.

Rebel Mother said...

A place that is all yours! Fabulous.

I did laugh at your 'cat trouble'!

Enjoy your new office.


nappy valley girl said...

Definitely the best plan. I know what you were going through, having had various embarrassing incidents when I was doing phone interviews from home and boys were shouting/screaming in the background...I think the marketing director of Sony was a bit surprised to hear 'I need a poo!' going on as he waxed lyrical about his latest advert.

Millennium Housewife said...

I never thought of Potty Mummy as posh, she sounds dead normal in her comments...

Anonymous said...

How wonderful to have your own office! I have a spare room I could turn into one, only problem is I am sleeping in it!

Working Mum said...

I had to laugh, even though you lost a sale there! At least you have your own office now, must be bliss. I share a study with a messy husband and a glue and sellotape mad daughter. Sometimes I can't even find a pen!

Milla said...

yes, I find myself playing run around from room to room escaping effing dog rage from husband, and wii rage from the kids. No wonder I drink!