6thDecember 2001. 20:38
I’d forgotten how much of an effect work has on me. And I only did a half day
today….but I feel fairly throughly miserable after it.
It doesn’t help that I’m tired anyway, although at least people, well, a few
people seemed to actually be *talking* to me. Which was nice.
However, the fact remains that it’s really *really* not what I want to be
doing, and continuing to do it is making me depressed. I don’t really know what
to do. There’s no way that I can do the ambulance training thing now, because I
can’t *lift* anything, not for another 2 months.
And I don’t know if k’s still interested in doing this shop thing – although
I suspect not.
*sigh*
What I’m fairly convinced of is that I can’t continue to do this. No. I
*know* I can’t carry on doing this. I need some evidence that I’m going to stop
doing this in the near future, be it sending an application to Avon ambulance
service, or talking to banks about starting this shop, or whatever. Something
has to happen.
—
Kate E