I am exhausted. But this time I think it’s reasonable. Even more reasonable.Let’s start with Monday. Monday was okay. I was more assertive, I had my own patients… but I did something which was potentially silly that I have no desire to go into here at least. It left me feeling a bit crap, really. Anyway, I got home – tired as I was having stayed up too late the night before – and then; well; yeah, I got home.
I got home and I flew through the house, grabbed shopping bags, managed to get my shopping in for a far more reasonable 20 quid, got petrol in the car (organisation, see) and was all ready when I got home – being as for once I wasn’t exhausted – to write the damn 2000 word essay.
It wasn’t going to be that way.
I settled down having made a cup of tea, hit the power button on my PC, the monitor perked up. Award BIOS… detecting disks… RAID Controller… Detecting disks… and then the dreaded no boot disk error.
I looked a bit blankly at the PC.
It’d worked the night before… it’d shut down cleanly…
I rebooted it, hopefully… no, it was dead. I checked cables. Dead. I swore. Lots.
Okay, so to cut a long story short in the end I installed windows on a dodgy drive of mine (makes odd squeaking noises) used that to move files around, format the 160gig drive, move files back, and then reinstalled windows. If I’d’ve not been so tired I’d’ve not done the next thing. But I did, because I was tired. I clicked on ‘the wrong thing’ and ended up installing a fucking virus. Woot. The virus scanner went *spare*; it was 11pm. I was working an early this morning. I could have cried. I’d spent my entire evening sorting the PC out and to have it… virus ridden before I even started.
I decided to start again.
Work today, that rocked. I had 5 patients and just worked and worked. I did everything…. and I really felt like I’d made progress for my patients. I also gave an IM injection – it’s been a long time since I’ve done that and it went fine. The guy was actually quite pleased – said it hurt much less than last time – so woot for me.
I left work early; which was shiny. I went to the library and picked up my paper – which looks shiny; and then I went to Charles Ware’s Morris Minor Centre to be told that they don’t have to adhere to the sale of goods act – according to them – and so my seatbelt that’s faulty, they don’t have to replace it.
So I need to start writing letters. They’ve lent me a second hand one in the mean time which I need to fit, which is *sigh*, but really, the only reason I continued to use them was their customer service was very good. If you remove that when you cost a fuck-load more than everyone else? Well… let’s just say I won’t be shopping there anymore.
Anyway, I have – it seems – finally managed to get Windows back on this machine. I still need to install Word and… well… most things. I’ve just done the SP2 update, and lots of other updates. Let’s all hope for continued shinyness, because frankly, I’m a bit fed up with the world at the moment. Oh, and the heating? Fucked. Rang the letting agents today.
