mandag 1. februar 2016

I don't want nobody else. The world leaves a bitter taste in my mouth

Agh notebooks, another love of my life. I just cannot get enough of them (my wallet isn't overjoyed). I woke up around 8 am this morning, a bit surprised that I'd even fallen asleep around midnight. Strange how my body so easily adjusted to my sleeping pattern the past days. Good then, because I've just said yes to night shifts this week. But to be fair, I didn't have an excuse to say no. It's so easy to not work when I don't have to. However, I had the past week off, so I figure it'll do me good. I like to think that the state of my bedroom is a reflection of my life. If it's messy, it's most likely because my life has been busy. So it's always nice to clean my bedroom, and feel some sort of a organized grown up. I even started making a card today, so I'm pretty chuffed with this Monday. I usually print out a three-week schedule to put above my desk on Sundays. And I did yesterday, but then I hadn't really scheduled anything. And then a new day comes and now I've suddenly got a few things to do. I've booked a new flight because I'm visiting Lynx and co in two weeks, so that'll be nice. I haven't seen my youngest nephew nearly enough considering how much time I spent with my first nephew, so it's kind of my guilt that's the reason behind this visit. That doesn't mean I don't look forward to it. Oh, the opposite. He's actually probably just a few weeks from taking his first step these days. I'm going to spend the rest of the day organising, probably. Actually using my newly acquired notebooks and making sense of all the rapid-firing thoughts in my brain. Who knew travelling would be so stressful? Things will happen in my absence, birthdays and events that I'll be gone for. But I still want to leave something. I am also in a hurry to plan the things I want to do and see when travelling. It's a lot, but with organising and planning, it's manageable. Right, need to get some lunch now. 

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