I felt terrible at my job today. I could listen to people and respond but not really do anything to help. I had three clients and all of them cried and I don’t think I did a single useful thing.
It was difficult to focus. I felt stupid. I feel guilty now that I wasted their time.
At 5pm I came home feeling energised, as I always do after a full afternoon at work, full of ideas about what productive things I’d do… but when I started to do them I got irritable, aggravated, impatient. Angry. I stopped and watched and tried to notice why, if there was anything under it.. but couldn’t find anything besides surface frustrations.
My mumm and nanna are still in Melbourne taking care of my uncle, so I don’t think I’ll be visiting the Gold Coast this weekend as planned. I should make other plans and definitely not sit in my pajamas for four days watching Ally McBeal and eating toast. No no no.
Tomorrow I need to buy:
- New runners for my broken underbed drawer
- Nailpolish remover
- A new head for my dishwasher thing