Things are really looking up. Yea right.
No really. They are. Moving has done me tonnes of good.
I am generally happier and to a certain extent, more productive.
BUT, now to explain the title of
SINKING BED ::
We bought a new bed for the new place and as much as its new, wonderful and supposedly good...
I feel like I'm sinking when I sleep which causes me to be nauseous.
I haven't been sleeping well, thanks to the bed and work...
been dreaming of different scenarios of work systems, friends' conversations, and daily routine
Like its not enough when I wake to face them all over again.
Yes, I'm tired.
EMPTY POCKETS ::
Christmas is round the corner, moving cost us a bomb, we basically burned a big hole in our pockets.
OVERWHELMING WORKLOAD ::
Who the idiot said that work's quiet over the month of dec!? Oh hang on, I think I did...
As much as I love the pace, I am overwhelmed.
Which explains the tiredness, and dreaming of redundant things which I will face again when I wake.
See my frustrations?
Yes, I owe putting up pictures of the new place.
I will, as soon as I can...
Did I mention that totto has been very sweet ever since she was brought back to stay with me from the office?
The dogs are going crazy with the space they are given to run, I do feel happy for them.
Oh no, I got to head back to home from work, they are delivering the sofa.
I hope I can sleep tonight, think it helps if I sleep with a life bouy?
Donation anyone?
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