Work....work....work
These days it seemes that I don't "work for to live" but "to live for to work"
Sorry to all my appologize when it seems like I have been very silent the last few months..or better if I seemed to have dropped of the face of the earth.
I can't say when it will be easier again an so that I will be back online more again since currently the solution at work to cut down our caseload is to call us and ask us if, after a week of stress till late at night, if we want to come in for four hours on the weekend.
ähmn...hmm working my ass of 7 days a week (or actually 12 days in a row) I don't know why saying no was that easy to say no.
Not even the christmas or new year were really a quiet time. Tried to type a bit on my stories at work but nope....not even on the 31. 12
Frankly if looking for work would not be still more stress than work itself I think I would have quit a month ago. I mean it is not the stress. It is the fact that there is no end in sight.