In other news, I watched the Lost Room today. Um, all of it. Not intentionally; it’s just it was there, and I was tired. To be honest, my inital thoughts weren’t great – the acting was just a bit… meh. And I was frustrated by some of the plot devices used. But, I got into all the same, the story is kinda good enough that if you just let some odds and sods slide you become engrossed.
And err, yeah, hence I appear to have spent 6 hours watching TV today, which was kind of unintentional. It’s definately good, definately worth watching… yes. So um, yeah. No decorating today though – which is bad of me. I should have been decorating. Definately. Feh. Either that or doing a minor reorg of some bits in the lounge. I think I want to shuffle a few things around.
Or hoovering. The tasks are there, I’m just not really doing them. Feh. Work’s been hard though, recently. I’ve got a patient who thinks, to quote the song, ‘everything you know is wrong’. Combined with everything you do is wrong, and also everything is late. The eventual effect on me, after several days of this, is to just not want to walk into the bay.
We’ve given the ‘common courtesy’ lecture, the ‘not the only patient’ lecture, the ‘please is part of being polite’ lecture, and the ‘shouting at staff is not acceptable’ lecture. All of which rained down like a drizzle over the ocean.
So my day off tomorrow is much appreciated and I have plans, plans that mean I should probably go to bed…
