So Tired

Tonight, I have had the most amazing dinner.  Green, Red, Yellow peppers, lots of extra virgin olive oil, spring onions, Spanish onion, tamari sauce, fine egg noodles and lots and lots of finely grated fresh ginger.  Even grating my own knuckle and the ensuing, incessant bleeding could not spoil my delicious meal.

The last two weeks have been pretty bad in work.  Major system failure, ensuing rigorous testing, fourteen hour days for the last ten.  I've been trying my best to cope with the stress, the hours, not sleeping and the not eating actual meals, but you know me Col.  I managed to retain my cool until Wednesday, (T-9 days) when I realised I was being a little clippy, that's got to be a record for this Leo don't you think?

Tonight, even the incessant bleeding of the knuckle can't spoil these hours.  My body aches in places I have long forgotten about, I am tired beyond description.  I know that I used to be able to function for longer, on less, and that Super Hero's like doctor's, somehow manage to assail ridiculous hours, but my body, my brain, my heart (judging by my Blood Pressure monitor,) have all  been stretched for the past couple of weeks. 

It's Saturday today.  About two weeks after the work catastrophe.  Left to right, that area straddling my should blades is crying out.  I think it's because I've been pretty much glued in desk position for the past two weeks.  If I die today, they will have to construct a coffin to incorporate the seated at a desk position.

I'm on a water meter and I understand that water is not only costly but precious.  Still, I had such an ache this weekend, I decided that, for probably the first time in around eight years, I would indulge in a bath.

God it was amazing.  I used Epsom salts and lavender oil. I took with me, my iPod and sang my heart out giving my best Julia Roberts's, Pretty Woman impersonation.  It was so relaxing and my skin was so soft afterwards, my heart... so relived.

This Week

What's new pussy cat?  I'll go first.  Hate work slightly less this week, not great, still annoying, still sucks the living daylights out of me.  The weather has been awful, wind you can hardly walk against, icy, heavy rain every time you set foot outdoors, it's draining.

Hair cut went down really well, one of my sister's didn't even notice I'd had a haircut but then colleagues went out of their way to stop and tell me how great it looked and how much it suits me.  I'm mostly thrilled and partly sad that I couldn't rock the unkempt, beachy look.  Maybe I'll do six months on, six months off, just to shock people.

I'm still feeling a little blah, it's Easter and a long weekend, I should be happy and relaxed and carefree, but I'm not.  I really want to curl up, out of the wind, the cold and the rain and I really would like to just hibernate, I have even turned down a date.  I know what you'll say, you only live once, you only regret the things you didn't do or that you should have done, yada yada.  And I've learned to grasp these opportunities but I'm just too curled up in a ball to say "Yes"at the moment.

I finally had a bash at an Ashely Borden, Intermediate Workout, Perfect Form.  It was challenging but do-able, and I had a constructive and encouraging word, every step of the way from Ms Borden, I really like her and I hate to say it but she's motivated me enough to throw in a few moves from now on.

Started watching 'Sensitive Skin'. I love Kim Catrall, have done since SATC, saw her in Antony and Cleopatra, and lets face it, she's local, so what's not to love?  I've only seen one episode so far but really enjoyed it, Kim and the cast are all amazing, (so great to see Joanna Gleason, must be good if she plays a part too.)   It's familiar, thought provoking, really funny in places, beautifully shot, beautifully lit.  I loved it, can't wait for the next ep.