Harrumph Like Humph
I'm in a bad mood. No, make that a filthy mood. My back hurts, I'm 1300 miles from home, I'm 40, with what feels like no secure place in the world. I spend my days telling people stuff they don't want to know.
And I know perfectly well that so very much of this is down to the basics. I haven't slept properly: if I had, I know things would look different. I am annoyed with myself for lolling around on my bed drinking gin rather than going to the gym. Acknowledging these things without beating myself up for them is difficult but I'm working on it.
I had a great weekend and part of the bad mood is because I am just so tired. I don't want to face the fact that at the moment, working abroad, a weekend that includes a drunken party on Saturday and a more sedate trip to a recording of I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue on Sunday night is going to leave me feeling shattered.
ISIHAC is my favourite radio programme - the only one I will rearrange things in order to hear. Sample: Humph was talking about the day he was born: "Ireland declared independence, and Mongolia declared war on China. We appreciated the gesture, but really, a card would have done...."
There. I think I may have just cheered myself up enough to look at a spreadsheet.
posted by Thea @ 7:05 AM
2 Comments:
Someone who overslept and was a mere two hours late this morning writes...
Too little or disturbed sleep is always a pain, but you're right in trying not to give yourself a hard time about it as that probably doesn't help a lot either - best of luck in getting caught up on some shut-eye soon!
It's horrible when you don't get enough sleep. The smallest things can make one cry or shout. Hope you catch up on it soon.
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