20 March 2010 – hungover at the dentist

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There was a walk yesterday but only to the dentist and back. To be honest I felt slightly hung over. Despite trying my best to make wise food choices I did succumb to the lure of alcohol, mainly to drown out Amy’s singing. Not much, just three rum and diet cokes, but that’s three more than I normally have. My head felt all fuzzy today. Still, after over an hour sitting in the dentist’s chair, I have a normal tooth now. Thing is it doesn’t feel normal. My jaw aches from all the pulling about and the new tooth, nice as it looks, feels like something alien in my mouth. I’m terrified it will break or come out when I chew. Continue reading

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4 December 2009 – a waste of a day off

My Salvador Dali poster sums it up nicely

My Salvador Dali poster sums it up nicely

What a waste of a day off. The only reason I got through four ten hour shifts was the thought of the three day weekend ahead. So, what did I do with it? Mostly I slept. When I wasn’t sleeping, I was dozing or staring into space. Maybe the team night out played a part. All those blasted J├Ąger bombs. Maybe I was hung over. Not being a drinker I don’t know all that much about hangovers and I don’t intend getting better acquainted with them.Personally I think the ten hour shifts played their part. Ten hours of stress, four days a week is very tiring. Seems to me having three days off a week is a bit pointless if you spend one of them asleep. How on earth am I going to do this week after week? Continue reading

21 October 2009 – emergencies

Gas emergencies give me nightmares

Gas emergencies give me nightmares

This week seems to be all about emergencies, thankfully not my own, although the weight gain on Monday felt a little like an emergency at the time. The emergencies in question are customer emergencies. Not just a broken washing machine, boiler or freezer but big disasters, like a kitchen flood a power cut or, most terrifying of all, a gas leak from a boiler or an electrical fire. Continue reading

30 September 2009 – alcohol is not my friend

Wine, oh dear!

Wine, oh dear!

All this celebrating is becoming a bit of a habit and, if I’m not careful the scales will be going up again. Still, I have been dashing around getting as much done as possible, knowing I will be working five full days a week for the next six weeks while I’m training at The Mad House. There has been cooking to fill the freezer, lots of food shopping to get the food to cook and a massive house spring clean because I can’t see where I’m going to fit in proper housework. The training sounds like it’s going to be pretty full on and I figure I’m going to be dead on my feet by the end of each day, too tired to be cooking or cleaning for sure. Continue reading