i am so very tired *sigh* weekends are becoming unenjoyable because they've become the only times when my brain stops and thinks, and it kicks up the crappy stuff that gets pushed out of my brain during the week in favour of the job, and it makes me grumpy and down. even the good stuff is twisted because i feel like i ~have~ to do it to be living instead of existing...
so, what about the week just gone? work gave me 11 hours and 40 minutes notice that i would have to get up again to make a day trip on tuesday. i knit in a different town but was still in bed by 930pm. i went to a comedy night to celebrate the oldening of
dreadtemujin. i didn't go to whitby but (we) spent the money on blinds. i ignored full blown chinese food in favour of some prawn toast. i knit some more. i failed to sleep properly because of heat and cats and arseholes who set fireworks off in broad daylight. and i received beautiful flowers from someone i did a very easy favour for :) now we just have to get jigsaw blades with the right attachment end...