I woke up somewhat late, but - by skipping coffee - I got to work on time. Work is as chaotic as it would be, when the majority only do 'bare essentials' with no real planning and definitely no interest in communication. It's a bit frustrating, as it results in a lot of rush jobs - and I refuse to rush, now. Rushing leads to mistakes, and those mistakes are then mine.
Never time to do it right ... so where would you find time to continuously do things over?
I use 'not my circus, not my monkeys' as my anti-frustration mantra.
I tried to write my blog at work, but I had logged out and forgotten my password. So, I had to look it up again - at home.
As I was leaving work, I heard on the news that the banks want to strike on Friday and everyone should fill up with petrol and draw whatever cash they'd need by tomorrow. So I decided to fill up the car today, as it would need filling by Friday at the latest. I also stopped to get milk - yummy!
At home, mippies didn't go far nor did they stay out late. I'm now getting up every few minutes to cuddle and tend to my mippies - give them more attention while I'm home.
I fried myself strips of chicken which I had with another portion of my potato salad. I had defrosted some chicken hearts, which I gave my mippies - most of them loved it! But one per kitty is quite enough, as I had six, and two are still waiting for someone to eat them.
I've come to realise that a lot of the headaches I had at work were tension headaches, as they dissipate when I make an effort to relax, not stress, not allow frustration to get to me.
Okay, Ziva is in the shelf next to me mipping quite demandingly, so I'll close this and get to bed for cuddles. Ah, and here's Mewthos mewling as well ...
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