This week’s a bit of a strange week and I’m feeling very out of sort.
- Monday I was convinced was Wednesday.
- Tuesday I woke up trying to figure out for a good minute if it was Friday or Saturday and whether I would have to get up.
- Wednesday felt like a Thursday.
Today feels like a Wednesday which sounds right seeing I stupidly agreed to work overtime on Saturday. I agreed to it yesterday around lunchtime after spending the entire morning reminding myself I have a four day weekend coming up with Monday and Tuesday booked off as holiday days.
Quite why I agreed to overtime, apart from the money, I don’t know and I was regretting it. Regretting it even more when I was asked to confirm it this morning and immediately said yes again.
I’m getting to the point where I’m quite burnt out. I need a break which is why I chose to book Monday and Tuesday off and had a fleeting idea of perhaps going to Bath on those days just to get some time away and actually have a holiday, but due to having to go to Germany again later in the month, as well as having to buy essentials, such as new work shoes, that has been moved to hopefully next month. That being said my weekend will hopefully be relaxing with not doing very much and catching up on sleep and emails.
