Feeling down, but looking upwards..

There’s an air of depression in our house today. Sophie being here was incredible, and now she’s gone we’ve had a big fall emotionally. Physically things have improved somewhat. Hannah is feeling a bit better this morning, and I finally seem to be losing the aches in my shoulders and knees, so maybe I’ll get to have a belated birthday bash at the weekend after all. I hope so. It just didn’t feel right spending my birthday sober, especially when that birthday was coupled with a family reunion. Ah, well – now we’re back in touch we’ll have plenty of opportunities for get-togethers and piss-ups, and you cannot possibly imagine how wonderful it feels to know that.
I called the supermarket to tell them I’d definitely be back on Monday night. It’ll be hard because this bug has seen me sleep 14 hours a day, mostly while it’s dark, so I’ll have to train myself to stay awake all night again. I’ll have to spend Sunday evening with a take-away, some coffee, and a DVD or three, then I’ll be nicely prepared by Monday.
I may start looking for a proper job soon. The money is nice, but having heard how happy Sophie is now she’s doing the job she dreamed of has provoked me to think about what my career goal should be. I don’t want to be one of those 55-year-old postmen with a chemistry degree, who bummed around after Uni and then ended in a dead-end job. (No offence, posties – I only thought of you as an example because our postman has just walked past the window. He still can’t look me in the eye since the incident with the nudity…)

RC 23-1-09
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