I've been absolutely exhausted all day today. I don't think I'm sleeping particularly well at the minute. It's not due to any particular sort of "stress", I don't think — though I think I had been giving the things I talked about yesterday more thought and brainspace than I might have initially thought — but I'm just knackered. After work today I just went upstairs and lay down for a few hours. It was both nice and a huge waste of time, because I don't think I actually managed to get to sleep.
Still, at least in the current situation it doesn't matter too much if I wake up a little bit late, since I have precisely zero commute to worry about. That was always one of the things that stressed me out the most with the previous day job; the commute was short, but a huge pain in the arse, and the company was the sort of place that would complain if you walked in the door at the start of your scheduled work hours, rather than being already sat at your desk ready for a busy day of pointless conference calls.
My current working day starts at 9am, and that's nice and comfortable. I typically wake up around 8-8.30am anyway (earlier if Patti the cat is hungry and tapping me in the face to inform me of this fact) so that gives me a nice little while to get some breakfast, have a coffee, take my pills and at least attempt to wake up a little bit before I have to start actually using my brain for things.
I'm still knackered though. Feels like it should be the weekend again already, but nope! Few more days to go yet. Hang in there with me!
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