Why is this happening?
My body must not be used to the schedule yet. Since there are no choir rehearsals during the summer, there is no need for me to work nights at the Cathedral. This is great, 'cause I hate working nights at the Cathedral. But my body is not used to getting up early six days a week. I think it liked being able to sleep until 8 two of the days. Now I'm trying to get back to 6 or 6:30 every day, and it doesn't work very well. And tomorrow, I can't sleep until 7:30 like I have the past three days. I have a funeral to get to, and it will not allot me any late time. Blah.
I'm not depressed, I'm not sad. I'm not exceptionally overworked; no more than usual, anyway. So I don't understand it. Maybe it'll start fixing itself after the next two days. I don't work tonight or tomorrow night, so I can get to bed earlier than midnight-thirty. Thank goodness.
Did I make plans for Friday? I can't remember...
Must call landlord today to say rent will be in on Friday.
One of my serving gigs this summer got cancelled, but the one I am definitely booked for is relatively easy. It's at the same house I worked last summer, with one of the same people. Different tasks, fewer hours, and more pay. Last year, we were there until 2 AM. I don't think we'll be there later than 11 PM this time, which is excellent. I'm greatly looking forward to it.
I need to get a different bag set aside for Subway. And I need to not wear my Subway shoes to the office. All I can smell right now is cheese, and it's driving me crazy.
I hope the copier man is done by lunchtime. I am in the mood for sushi.
Happy birthday to Sarah, Jamie, and the Boy! Whoo!
I'm not depressed, I'm not sad. I'm not exceptionally overworked; no more than usual, anyway. So I don't understand it. Maybe it'll start fixing itself after the next two days. I don't work tonight or tomorrow night, so I can get to bed earlier than midnight-thirty. Thank goodness.
Did I make plans for Friday? I can't remember...
Must call landlord today to say rent will be in on Friday.
One of my serving gigs this summer got cancelled, but the one I am definitely booked for is relatively easy. It's at the same house I worked last summer, with one of the same people. Different tasks, fewer hours, and more pay. Last year, we were there until 2 AM. I don't think we'll be there later than 11 PM this time, which is excellent. I'm greatly looking forward to it.
I need to get a different bag set aside for Subway. And I need to not wear my Subway shoes to the office. All I can smell right now is cheese, and it's driving me crazy.
I hope the copier man is done by lunchtime. I am in the mood for sushi.
Happy birthday to Sarah, Jamie, and the Boy! Whoo!