I started a post yesterday but just couldn’t bring myself to finish it…..
‘Stress stress stress, it may be my day off but I went to sleep last night with difficulty because of it and have woken up with a knot in my stomach which won’t go away and a mind filled with racing thoughts.’
….I still can’t, even though I know I need to vent it somewhere.
I ended up going over to my parents with Toby, suffered bad road rage due to idiot drivers on the way over and Toby got car sick 😦
It wasn’t too bad, I chatted to my mum and took Toby for a quick walk around the block where he sniffed at every bush, every tree and lots of pavements to catch up with who was still around this place he had lived. On the way back to my parents house we nipped in to see the lady who owns the Post Office across from their house (I’ll call her Pat). She is lovely, I’ve known her since I was born and when I was going through the horrible time during my return to the parental home she was the only person I would see outside of the house to talk to because she understood.
Now obviously it being a shop dogs aren’t allowed…but Toby (and one other dog who has now passed away) is an exception 😛 When it is quiet we sneak in and go straight through to the back where as soon as Pat is free she comes to see him and oh the reaction he gives her! He knows she adores him and he can’t wait to get to say hello to her, it always makes me smile. We chatted as she closed up for lunch and tried to set the world to rights as always, we never quite manage it but there’s no harm in trying!
After a while we went back home (thankfully a lot less stressful journey on the way back on no puking from Toby) and back to my little cocoon.
The Stress…so the stress is being caused by work. They want me to send a whole load of my details through a survey engine. Why would this stress me out? Haha because anything can! But really it’s because I can’t find all the information and I’m panicking about getting in trouble for not having done some things that I should have done, this form will give them evidence of how useless I am! Not only that but…sending a whole load of my private and confidential information through a medium I do not trust when they should have it all anyway?! Ohhh it’s had my guts in a twist for the past few days and every time I think I’ve calmed down over it…there it goes again!
I’m searching out all this information, getting more and more annoyed at the company for asking me to do this when really they should be doing it themselves! They have more information on me than I do and should have it all in a place where it is simple for them to input it on their new system whereas me? I have to hunt through files and files of info, try to find my diary from last year and figure out a way to get past pages that I can’t fill in when it won’t let you bypass them!
I plan today to try and finish off a work book I should have done months ago, I may not manage to complete it but I will accept that fact and try anyway
**~no you won’t~ **
Oh yes I will, I will accept that I need to do it, I will accept that I may not get every question right and just get it done
**~Oh no you won’t~ **
Oh shut up.