I don't gym on Mondays. In fact, I don't do much at all. This is usually because my head is all over the place after the weekend and so are my sleep patterns, so it's bad enough trying to get up at a normal time to go to work, let alone early.
I wasn't quite as discombobulated this week as last week, but it was still a struggle to get up and go to work, a struggle that will only increase as the weather gets worse towards winter. A nice warm bed will always be more welcoming than the cold outdoors!
I was anxious as I knew I needed to ask my boss for a favour - our cleaner usually comes on a Monday afternoon and my sister usually stays home to let her in (she's a bit funny about having people in the flat when neither of us are there). However, she's about to go on holiday for a few weeks so it's down to me to keep things going, and I needed to ask my boss for permission to work from home certain afternoons. Even though I knew it was probably going to be fine I was still very much on edge as I really get nervy asking anyone for anything.
It was fine, of course, so at lunchtime I packed up and came home via Stratford to pick up some lunch. I made the stupid mistake of going into Lidl in the Stratford Centre, which is a terrible idea at any time of day. I quite like Lidl, but the one there used to be a WHSmith and as such is in an awfully small unit, and is vastly overcrowded as a result. There's really not a lot they can do about it, all their tills were open but the queues were still halfway up the shop. However, I managed to pick up the bits I needed - some bread for today's lunch, plus some chicken and some mince for some cooking I plan to do tomorrow.
This made me quite late getting back home, so I didn't actually end up starting work til about 2.30. The cleaner arrived just before 6 and did an excellent job - she's a big improvement on the previous one, who was a bit slapdash. I wasn't massively hungry, having had quite a big lunch, so had a portion of my Spanish Omelette from the weekend, plus a bit of the protein brownies I made on Sunday. Feeling a bit guilty, I'm planning to gym in the morning.
I wasn't quite as discombobulated this week as last week, but it was still a struggle to get up and go to work, a struggle that will only increase as the weather gets worse towards winter. A nice warm bed will always be more welcoming than the cold outdoors!
I was anxious as I knew I needed to ask my boss for a favour - our cleaner usually comes on a Monday afternoon and my sister usually stays home to let her in (she's a bit funny about having people in the flat when neither of us are there). However, she's about to go on holiday for a few weeks so it's down to me to keep things going, and I needed to ask my boss for permission to work from home certain afternoons. Even though I knew it was probably going to be fine I was still very much on edge as I really get nervy asking anyone for anything.
It was fine, of course, so at lunchtime I packed up and came home via Stratford to pick up some lunch. I made the stupid mistake of going into Lidl in the Stratford Centre, which is a terrible idea at any time of day. I quite like Lidl, but the one there used to be a WHSmith and as such is in an awfully small unit, and is vastly overcrowded as a result. There's really not a lot they can do about it, all their tills were open but the queues were still halfway up the shop. However, I managed to pick up the bits I needed - some bread for today's lunch, plus some chicken and some mince for some cooking I plan to do tomorrow.
This made me quite late getting back home, so I didn't actually end up starting work til about 2.30. The cleaner arrived just before 6 and did an excellent job - she's a big improvement on the previous one, who was a bit slapdash. I wasn't massively hungry, having had quite a big lunch, so had a portion of my Spanish Omelette from the weekend, plus a bit of the protein brownies I made on Sunday. Feeling a bit guilty, I'm planning to gym in the morning.
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