I’m wearing my sunny day t-shirt (under my biggest fluffy jumper because it’s chilly despite the sunshine) with my oldest, comfiest jeans. I’m munching on Bitsa Wispa in an attempt to satisfy the sweet tooth I’ve woken up with. I’m smiling because sunny Sundays are my favourite thing and I’ve already had three cups of tea today.
This week’s been an emotional roller-coaster if I’m honest. Monday and Tuesday things were super busy on the work front. I got some good news on the Tuesday though, which gave me the boost I needed to get through.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been as scared as I was when I woke up Wednesday morning to take on one of my biggest challenges at work. I’ve never been so exhausted as when Wednesday drew to a close and I tumbled into bed without even taking a moment to think about how things had gone.
When I woke up on Thursday, I was still tired and had made the mistake of scheduling in a working from home day, thinking I’d need time to unwind. Turns out, a whole day in on my own was not what I needed. I felt lost and sad and lonely and I knew Wednesday had gone well but I couldn’t feel happy about it.
Friday, I was buzzing. A challenging week at work had been a huge success and after another night’s sleep I was actually feeling restored enough to enjoy it and let the pride kick in. I AM SO PROUD. It helped that I was back in the office, surrounded by people, with a to do list as long as my arm too.
Yesterday was a good day all in all. I was super excited about the fact Dave and I had no plans this weekend and I could do what I liked. We watched movies, I read my book. Late in the afternoon, Dave and I went to the shop to get some beers in time for the football and then… I spent a good chunk of the evening crying my heart out! Just like that, it came out of nowhere and Dave and I ended up on a late night walk talking everything through. I went to sleep still trying to process everything and then I woke up this morning to find life didn’t seem nearly as bad again and cooked a fry-up with a massive smile on my face.
All of that said, perhaps emotional roller-coaster doesn’t quite cover it!? Am I crazy or is this just what life’s like as a twenty-something year old who’s had a shaky start to the year?
Today I genuinely feel fine. I’m looking forward to date night with Dave tonight. We’re off to see Captain Marvel and we’ll probably grab dinner first. Where we’re going for dinner is yet to be decided. Best get our thinking caps on now or we’ll be overwhelmed by the choice later.
So relieved that we’re on the approach to the next bank holiday of the year. A couple of four day weeks in a row and a hen-do over the weekend sounds like just the thing to me.