I am having a bit of day.
Or a bit of a week.
I am jus tired i guess. But i wish that i was at home, on my couch, with the tv on and my sewing. Some brainless soothing activity required.
Why do i feel like this? Not sure? Could be pregnancy. Could be the immigration stuff that never stops. Could be that i dont really like work right now, for no apparent reason.
This week is dragging at my heels, clutching at my ankles and refusing to let go. I need it to be friday afternoon, 3pm but instead each second is tiptoeing along.
One step at a time, Al..... one step at a time!