So I got my assignment in on time, Yay.
After wasting YET ANOTHER HOUR of tute time going over the assignment AGAIN! *headdesk*
Fair dinkum, there had better be close to full damn marks for EVERYONE for this bloody thing.
Then – lessee. Saturday I made a cake (Rose Levy Beranbaums’ fabulous Chocolate Domingo cake, with masses of chocolate ganache icing) to take to the girls I usually see during the week, but we had to hold our get together on a Sunday because everyone had other commitments and we had to celebrate Tammy’s birthday. That was ok – fun with the cake and pressies.
Monday, Tammy and I went shopping – not something I normally do and it was EXHAUSTING! Just trying on clothes at one shop. For three hours! I bought a dress and a long sleeved top to wear under it, and a scarf. Lay-by-ed another top (and it was on a better price than shown on the web!) Just wanted a couple of pieces that weren’t so – daggy, you know?
Then uni on Tuesday – the lecture actually made sense this week, and it was such a relief to get back into the course CONTENT instead of the !@^(%# library assignment! We have two weeks uni break now, so I’ll be using my couple of hours of uni work per day to try a get a little bit ahead and start writing the essay, which is worth 40% of the mark for the course.
Wednesday was group therapy, which is always very tiring. Ugh. Especially so this week – stuff came up that I didn’t cope well with, and I got left til last, so I was wrung out when Mr Beloved came to collect me – Ia cup of tea and then had lie down, put my CPAP mask on and just sleep for three hours.
Thursday was Toowoomba Show Day, a public holiday, so no uni. And I slept. A lot.
I was supposed to meet with the girls to celebrate my birthday (which isn’t until next week but one of them was going out of town) but I just COULDN’T. I was done. I just can’t do things that many days in a row. Just can’t. Physically or mentally.
Which brings us to today. I slept in again, then ran a few errands (post, library, supermarket for a couple of essentials) and now I’m worn out again.
Both of us are in the grips of allergy season – I don’t know what’s flowering but I wish it would stop already, it’s costing us a fortune in antihistamines! And I’m back on the asthma preventative. Blaah!
So that’s me – tired, grumpy, sniffly, menopausal, and several other of the dwarves Disney didn’t want to mention.
Next week: More trauma therapy. Oh goody.