[Rant alert from The Pleasure Unpleasant Grumpy Monger]
I’ve been working crazy hours. I’m talking 14 freaking hours for several days in a week, I work weekends too, and this has been a permanent feature for a few months now. All in the name of science.
These days, I get home in the night, have a late dinner, grow fatter, shower and am no longer interested in watching TV or engaging in any sort of leisurely activities (even my blogging’s crap now, sorry..). All I want to do is try and get some sleep when I’m home, but as luck would have it, I don’t sleep well.
I even find respite, staying back alone in my office such as now, just thinking, planning and surfing. Because the minute I get home, (have I said this already?) I.need.to.sleep and there won’t be any waking hours for me to do what I want to do.
This lifestyle has to change, and it will change….someday. Can’t hardly wait.
Thanks to no one in particular, whoever you are, for reading this.