mestes76
365.47 - Knackered
Day Forty-Seven: January 28th, 2007.
It's been a busy and stressful week. Almost every waking hour has been devoted to work and hours of sleep are few and far between.
I did nearly 30 hours of overtime this week. It's been like 3 weeks since I've had a day off and there's no end in sight.
It's great for the wallet but tough on mind, body and spirit. The good news is when things do finally slow down, I'll be in fine shape to take a trip or two.
Not only am I cramming in massive amounts of overtime but I also got my tax refund back and my extra 30 hours of holiday pay coming to me. Friday is payday and it's going to be a VERY good day.
Buying a plane ticket is almost a guarantee.
How long I'll be gone or where exactly I'm going, that's not as certain but I do have a few ideas.
What really sucks is I now have the money to be able to pay my tuition for the film school I wanted to attend in London. And the timing is perfect - classes start in March. My desire to pursue this hasn't wavered in the past year, despite all the negative associations I now have with London. As much as I'd love to do it though, I don't think I'm ready to go back there. It's way too soon and the wounds are too fresh.
Another added stress: I finally got the last of the hospital bills for December. It was nearly $7,000 for one night in the hospital and that brings my total debt for that stupid little incident to about $10,000.
It's been so stressful lately and I'm so tired. But I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's a few weeks away but I can see it. Hopefully, a warmer climate. Some place I've never been. Maybe more than one place, I don't know. I just want to travel again. I get so restless.
I just want to get away. I just want to disappear.
Soon enough, I'll be able to.
365.47 - Knackered
Day Forty-Seven: January 28th, 2007.
It's been a busy and stressful week. Almost every waking hour has been devoted to work and hours of sleep are few and far between.
I did nearly 30 hours of overtime this week. It's been like 3 weeks since I've had a day off and there's no end in sight.
It's great for the wallet but tough on mind, body and spirit. The good news is when things do finally slow down, I'll be in fine shape to take a trip or two.
Not only am I cramming in massive amounts of overtime but I also got my tax refund back and my extra 30 hours of holiday pay coming to me. Friday is payday and it's going to be a VERY good day.
Buying a plane ticket is almost a guarantee.
How long I'll be gone or where exactly I'm going, that's not as certain but I do have a few ideas.
What really sucks is I now have the money to be able to pay my tuition for the film school I wanted to attend in London. And the timing is perfect - classes start in March. My desire to pursue this hasn't wavered in the past year, despite all the negative associations I now have with London. As much as I'd love to do it though, I don't think I'm ready to go back there. It's way too soon and the wounds are too fresh.
Another added stress: I finally got the last of the hospital bills for December. It was nearly $7,000 for one night in the hospital and that brings my total debt for that stupid little incident to about $10,000.
It's been so stressful lately and I'm so tired. But I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's a few weeks away but I can see it. Hopefully, a warmer climate. Some place I've never been. Maybe more than one place, I don't know. I just want to travel again. I get so restless.
I just want to get away. I just want to disappear.
Soon enough, I'll be able to.