So, it’s the weekend. Did you notice? I actually hadn’t really noticed; see; I’ve been at work today. I did however work a late and spent the entire morningĂ‚Â watching Kasimasi. And I do mean the entire morning. I’d decided to take the morning off anyway – plan was to walk to the shop with the video camera, see how much they wanted for it, see if it was worth having, head back, relax for a bit, make some lunch, head to work.
Instead, well, I started off just watching episode one. Then I thought ‘hey, I could squeeze in a second one before a shower’. Which stretched to a third one. Then I had the world’s quickest shower, watched a fourth one. Then I made lunch, sat and watched the fifth one while eating. Then; just to round it off, it being a saturday I didn’t have to go in ’til two, so I watched the sixth episode.
Can someone please translate episodes seven and eight? I need them now, please. I’ve got them… in Japanese. Perhaps the solution is for me to learn Japanese. It’d save so much effort.
Of course, this has now kicked of inspiration to watch more stuff. I’ve watched the first episode of Noir which was excellent; and I’ve still got the end of Maria Sama Ga Miteru (apologies for the spelling, too tired to look it up).
Work was okay. Forgot to write someone’s notes (‘doh!’, but one of the other nurses picked it up and did it for me (we were ‘quiet’ again after a period of some busyness). But today – something which almost never happens to me happened. Private life interfered with work. Normally I can keep my private life entirely separate from work, but tomorrow is my mum’s birthday.
I’m going home, and it’ll be horrendous I suspect. My grandfather died on my mum’s birthday (many) years ago (actually, thinking about it harder I think actually he had a massive stroke which left him paralised and unable to speak on my mum’s birthday, and then died a few days later*), and so my dad always had to look after my mum on her birthday. A lot. Recently, while she was looking after my dad it was less of a distressing day.
But tomorrow will, I suspect, be incredibly difficult for us all.
And I just found it eating into my work today, I couldn’t entirely concentrate; it just nibbled at my conciousness like a caterpillar munching on a leaf. I kept pushing the thoughts away and then I’d find myself staring at an assessment or notes and thinking about tomorrow.
Fortunately I’m exhausted, so hopefully I’ll sleep. And the house is less freezing than normal. But it’s still… there.
*My family don’t have much luck with birthdays, incidentally. A couple of years ago, on my birthday my dad collapsed and was admitted to hospital with septicimia. I thought he was going to die that day…
