vobiblog

The reality of how much I have taken on came to a head last night. The last week has been an absolute killer. My friend Bon had a huge blow up with his housemate, and needed a place to stay. I said he could stay with me for as long as he wanted, and a fair bit of time was spent getting him and his stuff over here. Then on Wednesday night, my brother Monty arrived from Spain. He is going to try and get his life in order.

On top of that, I have a huge amount of work on at the moment, and I don’t appear to be making any headway with it. I have started going into the office early in the morning, but I am just not getting anywhere. There is always little things that are preventing me from working efficiently. The last few days have been hell. Every 10 minutes a client rings up to ask me where I am at. What can I tell them. “Sorry, your work hasn’t been done because you keep calling me, family dramas, “.

Yesterday afternoon I took Monty to the doctors, then went back to the office to try and finish some work for a client and I just couldn’t do it. After about 15 minutes I was having trouble staying up right and I just collapsed on the floor in my office. This has never happend to me before. I sent an email apologising and said that I couldn’t finish the work tonight and that I would come in on the weekend to do it. This is the second job I committed to finishing on the weekend.

So now it is the weekend. I had a nice relaxing night with Spikey last night. Just sitting in bed, drinking beer and watching Babylon 5. I got plenty of sleep, but woke up today, still feeling exhausted. Spikey wanted to go for a ride so I came home. When I got here I found both bon and Monty still in bed, and the house is a pig sty. I wonder who left the half eaten toasted sandwich on the coffee table. Between the two of them, with nothing else to do, the house should be fucking spotless.

I don’t know what to do today. I wanted to spend some time in the garden, but now its raining. I wouldn’t mind calling up a friend and talking shit over coffee, but ooooh, thats right, I don’t have anyone to call. I am to exhausted to work or finish that uni assignment that is a week overdue (no point in submitting it now). should probably just sleep and try to get myself in a better mood for the party Spikey is taking me to tonight.

I can’t complain too much. Even though life has been a bit of a shit lately, I have almost everything I want. I have Spikey. I have a roof over my head. I have a car, which is admittedly a piece of shit, but at least it is my piece of shit and it works. Oh yeah, and I have my health.

Life is good.