Glen's Life

I’ve grown up!

Have you noticed the change?

I’ve gone and got my own thingermebob, wathercallit, webby domain wotsit.

I finally decided it was time bite the bullet and make the change.

I am now here at www.glenslife.com

How easy is that to remember? Very easy, is the answer to that question.

While we are on the subject – have any of you browsed by the contact me page above? If you have you might have seen this…





If not, you have seen it now.

Change is a funny thing isn’t it? Change is one of life’s conundrums. I love change; I get bored so easily and soon find myself wanting something new to happen. I have no desire to change home, family or friends and work is tight at the moment, so I’m not exactly going to run to the boss and demand a new mobile (the true test of your worth in the telecoms business is whether or not you are allowed a free upgrade to the newest mobile without first “accidentally” dropping your old one down the toilet. My phone is nearly three years old and has heard of the Internet, but just doesn’t believe it will ever come to anything. Apparently I am highly valued).

So I find little areas to change, such as the design or domain of my blog. Maybe I’ll occasionally order something completely random at a restaurant instead of the safe and trusted option (not too often though). I’m very excited about changing out my old Sky+ box for a Sky+ HD one.

Small changes are good.

And yet.

And yet change is one of the things I hate the most. I get very stressed out when I find myself in new environments. I always did. This was not great when I was in the Navy and had to up sticks and move to completely new ships or bases ever other year. I really struggled, but survived. Even now it’s the same. When I go to a meeting at an office I don’t know or with people I don’t know, I just feel so stressed. My neck hurts, my jaw grinds and I pace about hating every minute. I’ll arrive about a week early, in absolute fear of being late, and then sit and wait only to discover as the time goes by that I’m in completely the wrong place, stood outside meeting room 3 instead of 1.

Big changes are bad.

And yet.

And yet without those big changes where would we be? I’d still be in the Navy, I’d not be living with Jo nor have my two boys.

Considering how much stress, consideration and upheaval upgrading to HD TV has been – you have no idea how close making the decision to have kids came to killing me!

Have a good weekend.

UPDATE:

Can't resist showing you the video of my mate Craig trying his hand at nappy changing. I've had one of Craig's videos on here before, when he had his boys night out. Craig is a bouncer, a boxer, I think he may have even had a go at cage fighting. These things do not phase him - one large poo on the other hand...