Calling A Timeout

It's been a tough week - in every sense of the word. Work's been another orgy of lightbulbs, although it wasn't as bad as the last time we got those in the summer. And I'm a little annoyed, though not exactly surprised, about the guy who covered my job yesterday on my day off. Let's just say he didn't take what I felt was his fair share of the bulbs, and the ones he left were all for the tenement flats (where all the stair climbing takes place). Which meant I had to shift them this morning - though thankfully there wasn't all that much other stuff to do. When I found out he actually finished his round two hours early as well, I was not pleased. I could have it out with him, or inform the management, but through experience I know neither course of action won't do any good. But don't worry - I won't forget the incident... just saying...

Mind you, work wasn't all bad. I had a parcel for a girl on my round who, as it turns out, is a bit of a fan of Guitar Hero and was in fact in the middle of a game when I knocked on her door. I happened to mention that I liked Rock Band and we chatted about it for a couple of minutes while she signed for her parcel. I then said "you know, maybe we should have a jam session or something..." and she said "maybe we should!" Now, I have little personal cards with my email address and phone number printed on them (got them done ages ago - and to be frank, I think everyone should do this) Of course, today I didn't happen to have any with me :( but she said "look, next time you're on the round, just pop it through the letterbox" - so I shall do, on Monday, and we'll see what happens, yeah?

Actually, thinking about it, if I hadn't been delayed with the light bulbs, maybe that conversation would never have happened....they say things happen for a reason, don't they? Maybe I won't be too hard on him after all :)

The situation with Groupie continues to be rather draining on me emotionally. The poor gal is not very happy at the moment at all, and is also coming out with some quite bitter hate-filled rants about anything and everything. Admittedly, someone who she thought was a friend has turned out to be anything but, and the phase of the moon doesn't exactly help (no, it's not full - that's not what I mean *blush*) but it's hard to have to sit through this stuff sometimes. She's putting me off her again - I know she can't help it, but she is. She really is no fun to be around right now though, and it's a shame. I know I said I wouldn't get all emo-like over our position in 2009 - what happens, happens - but I'm thinking I really need some space right now...

Actually, some space wouldn't be such a bad idea. I seem to have been spending most of my time this week in the services of others, shall we say. I've been looking after Groupie and helping her out with some stuff which really needs done (and isn't yet, which doesn't help) and then I've been spending time doing things for Caffeinehead...and then there's the Eurovision article to write this week...and of course work. It seems that I've not had much time to myself recently, and to be honest there's stuff that needs done in my own life. I'm a bit of a mess, my house is a bit of a mess and my life's a bit of a mess right now. The bedroom is full of laundry which needs done, and I really need to get some grocery shopping done so I don't have to live on takeaways like I've been doing the last few days. I really should take better care of myself, shouldn't I?

So, accordingly, tonight and tomorrow I'm going to look after number one for a change. I'm going to get stuff done in my own life that needs sorting, and just chill out and replenish my energy levels so I can cope with whatever week5 can throw at me. I feel I just need a little time to myself right now - and even if I end up just staring at the TV screen for 36 hours straight, or doing nothing but play Rock Band all Sunday, that'll still help. Though hopefully I'll be doing something more productive with my time - I know I really need to...

JOAN ARMATRADING - ME, MYSELF, I
(from the album "Me, Myself, I", 1980)