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the week from hell
Apr. 8th, 2004 07:42 pmThe remodeling was going well for a while, but early last week I started misjudging the time it would require. On wednesday, I though, thursday night and maybe aprt of friday before I go down to Cyn's. On thursday night, I decided it was too big a job and I'd skip firday night, but have Cyn help me out on sunday. I figured both of us couild finish it that day. No dice. I was working on it until 1:00 AM. Stil not done. I took part of the afternoon off and spent monday night until midnight and finally got it done.
The drywaller was to start on Tuesday. He was suposed to start sooner than that, but I was having trouble getting an inspector to look at it, let alone finish it. I kept pushing it back on him. I finally resolved to finish on tuesday.
So I only got five hours of sleep on sunday night, and six on monday night. Tuesday night, I was up to seven (that was gaming night). Wednesday, I was dead tired. I tackled only a couple of small (and mandatory) projects and went to bed before 11:00. I wish I could have fallen asleep right away. I didn't even have the enrgy to read.
Today, I awoke with a sore throat. Not just rough, but a little painful. And I was weak and a little dizzy. I went into work, but left after less than two hours. I slept for three hours, but not very deeply, considering the drywaller upstairs and the construction outside. I went to the doctor. They'll call me tomorrow if it is strep throat.
Meanwhile, Cyn's kitchen is still torn up. She's learning to cope, but I still feel bad. We would have it done by now if we weren't working on my place. It would be nearly done if I'd had my place done like I thought I would. We had planned on working on it most of this weekend, but I won't have the energy for it.
So here I am. Not happy.
The drywaller was to start on Tuesday. He was suposed to start sooner than that, but I was having trouble getting an inspector to look at it, let alone finish it. I kept pushing it back on him. I finally resolved to finish on tuesday.
So I only got five hours of sleep on sunday night, and six on monday night. Tuesday night, I was up to seven (that was gaming night). Wednesday, I was dead tired. I tackled only a couple of small (and mandatory) projects and went to bed before 11:00. I wish I could have fallen asleep right away. I didn't even have the enrgy to read.
Today, I awoke with a sore throat. Not just rough, but a little painful. And I was weak and a little dizzy. I went into work, but left after less than two hours. I slept for three hours, but not very deeply, considering the drywaller upstairs and the construction outside. I went to the doctor. They'll call me tomorrow if it is strep throat.
Meanwhile, Cyn's kitchen is still torn up. She's learning to cope, but I still feel bad. We would have it done by now if we weren't working on my place. It would be nearly done if I'd had my place done like I thought I would. We had planned on working on it most of this weekend, but I won't have the energy for it.
So here I am. Not happy.
