Yesterday I just wasn’t feeling “well”. And it reflected on my level of caring about myself.
So basically, it was a washout, but it came with a good lesson learned. I NEED to have the right amount of sleep to function. I NEED to have the right amount of sleep to have the energy to put into doing things that are good for me. Next week: I WILL go to bed at normal bedtimes. No more staying up too late. When you have to get up just before 5am, you can definitely feel it by the end of the week if you haven’t slept enough.
Oh man, was I ever cranky at work too! I arrived cranky, and one of my not-so-great colleagues started bitching VERY loudly to another colleague about something and well… that stuff just makes me nervous. Besides the fact that she was making a mountain out of a molehill, she was just being ridiculous. That affects me. So I already had to walk downstairs, after pretty much just arriving to get away from the situation. Then moments after I got back to my desk, a colleague of mine in Germany was calling complaining about something very trivial, very upset, demanding, etc. I already wanted to go home at that point. I mean, geez, people, why are we getting worked up about trivial stuff! It’s not like things aren’t easily fixable. I get the feeling sometimes that people think I have no idea what I’m doing (in fact, one of my colleagues told me my experience was “wrong” and obviously “very little”… *rolls eyes*. Hello. I’m 38 years old. I have been doing this type of work for DECADES. DECADES people.  My experience is my experience and that’s it.  It’s not “wrong”. Brother. (My boss at my old job used to do this to me all the time - tell me I obviously was doing things all wrong in the past, just because I didn’t do things “his” way. We’re talking about things like FILING. Filing. How trivial can you get???)
Anyway. That was just a taste of how the day started. How the day ended? I left at 5pm to get home by 7. R was going to take me to see his Tattoo guy to talk to him about the design I want on his arm. We had a loose appt between 7 and 7:30. I missed my first train in Amsterdam so I got on the 2nd one (I usually take the :13 train because it goes directly through to Arnhem and I don’t have to change anywhere). I was on the train with one of my nice, funny colleagues, N and we were talking and laughing, etc. We got to Utrecht, where he lives, and we said goodbye. A while later I realised… I was supposed to change trains in Utrecht!!! I was on the direct train to the SOUTH of Holland, not the East!! I had to laugh though, I mean, how silly is that???ÂÂ
So I got to Den Bosch, changed trains, and got the train back up and over through Nijmegen to Arnhem. Thank goodness no one ever checked tickets because I certainly didn’t have one to that area of the country!! I finally got home at 8. We had to cancel my appt, but made a new one for today.
Food-wise:: you guys don’t even want to know. It’s that bad. From peanut butter sandwiches, to cookies, doughnuts, chocolates… that bad. We even had chinese for dinner. It’s a true washout. I can’t change it now and I’m ok with it now.
It’s Saturday, I’m rested and fresh and my attitude is better. I really appreciate the comments you girls left for me on my last post. Thank you SO MUCH for your support!!
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