Well, it’s coming to that time of year again.
That time where I’m absolutely exhausted, and running on
empty.
The time where I tend to get sick.
The weight of everyone else’s problems is starting to get
on top of me, I think.
I have so much on the go at the moment. Lots to do at work, lots to do at home, lots
to do for CWA, and lots to do with Mum’s unit.
Plus, Jade’s also throwing her usual complications into the mix, as
well. Apparently, it’s all about her…
My head is about to explode from stress, and I’m running
myself into the ground trying to get everything done. So guess what happens: I get sick.
I was crook a couple of months ago, and found out later
that I had what a few people I know were effected by: this bug that just makes
you incredibly tired and dizzy. I slept
for days.
Now, I think I’ve just got a cold. Nothing exciting. Just a stoopid cold.
However, it was enough to knock me on my arse for three
days, and of course, miss out on a day of work (and pay). Just what I need at this time of year. Yay.
So, somewhere amongst the chaos, I need to find some peace
and clarity, because, as everyone keeps telling me, I have to look after myself. Easier said than done when the world around
you is spinning so fast, you can barely keep up.
At Christmas time, my company shuts down for three
weeks. My plan for this imposed break:
sleep my way through its entirety. Yeah.
However, sitting here typing this, I’m so excited with the
realisation that my cold has now gone to my chest, and I need to make an
appointment with the doctor. Yay. I need to kill this bastard before it gets a
tighter grip on me.
And I need lots and lots of sleep.
Ahhhh… the joys of life.
Keep well.
Peace out.
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