Ugh, feeling pretty average after a relatively sleepless night last night. Forgot the silence of the complex yesterday wasn’t the norm and right on cue this morning, the lovely banging of renovations that would have made me homicidal, if I’d actually had the energy.
Also the Swedish Death Cleaning show or SDC as it shall be known is pretty much Queer Eye w/out the self glow-up. We all know what a sook I am. I need not to be watching that on top of being tired.
Too many chores today… Pick up shoes overdue from the shoe place (hopefully they’re still there after I keep forgetting), dry cleaner next door (Fam, I lived in that trench coat while I was away.), pick up my two-wheels (Did I mention that on top of service, repairs have practically broken the bank? Yep, several k later. That’s a holiday gone right there. Kill me now.)
Also, work be expecting me back a day earlier. I had a sneaking suspicion the date was wrong, but ran with it because I was travelling. An extra day or not. I don’t know whether to just rip the bandaid off. This is a luxury because I’m usually right back at it.
Oh, they’re pretty switched on. Is it 7.30am or 8am? The time they’re allowed to start. Sucks for me, but a few days out of the week I’m actually out for work so it’s not too bad.