Holy crap *YAWWWWNNNN*
My new MD has set a regime that I shall get in to work at 7am from now on, as opposed to my usual 8am start.
Today I got in to work at 7:05........having got up at 5:45am. Yes, that's one, two, three, four, FIVE FORTY FIVE IN THE MORNING.
I am grateful of two things at the moment:
1) I only have to walk 15 minutes in to work. Any more and I would be fucked (and not in a good way either)
2) I don't live in London so I don't have to negotiate the tube in a bleary-eyed fashion, moreso having learnt that Leola has been using the tube seats for something other than sitting on.
I am too tired to feel any sort of emotion. I am too tired to feel tired. I already have bags under my eyes - last time I was carring bags this size I was going on holiday for two weeks.
*slumps forward on his keyboard in a comatose stylie*
My new MD has set a regime that I shall get in to work at 7am from now on, as opposed to my usual 8am start.
Today I got in to work at 7:05........having got up at 5:45am. Yes, that's one, two, three, four, FIVE FORTY FIVE IN THE MORNING.
I am grateful of two things at the moment:
1) I only have to walk 15 minutes in to work. Any more and I would be fucked (and not in a good way either)
2) I don't live in London so I don't have to negotiate the tube in a bleary-eyed fashion, moreso having learnt that Leola has been using the tube seats for something other than sitting on.
I am too tired to feel any sort of emotion. I am too tired to feel tired. I already have bags under my eyes - last time I was carring bags this size I was going on holiday for two weeks.
*slumps forward on his keyboard in a comatose stylie*
And, fyi, I was on top, so none of my juices got on the seat.
I'm too lovely for words.