Sunday

 I think I missed Saturday’s entry.

We didn’t do anything, anyway.  I was an anxious wreck for the entire day.  We went over to mother’s house at 4pm to use her washing machine to do a few delicate cyles.  She was home, and we just awkwardly sat in her living room for over two hours while the washing machine ran.  M was washing the clothes he had in the closet that had mould on them, so he can get them dried and packed ready for shipping.  I took the opportunity to wash the things I normally just hand wash in a bucket, and it felt like such a luxury to actually wash them properly!

Sunday has been a write off.  Slept late, because the neighbours had kept us up until after 4am this morning.  I actually wasn’t that pissed about it, because we didn’t have any plans.  I would have been furious had it been a weeknight.  I got up and watched some tv, felt a headache coming on.  Kept warm and cosy in here with the heat on, trying to get these clothes dry.  M got up and made us some bacon and eggs.  My headache hit properly and I crawled back into bed for about 3 hours. 

Dragged my ass back out of bed to shower and get dressed, and we went by the supermarket to get a few things.  My headache is pretty ferocious.  Fairly confident it is actually a migraine, given the nausea and dizziness I am feeling.  I tend to only call them migraines when I have the numbness and loss of vision, although that is a migraine with aura.  I think I only differentiate between them, and am reluctant to call the regular kind "migraines" because in my book, a migraine is the WORST thing, and when I have one like this, I think, "at least I don’t have the aura", because it is just so much worse.

Anyway.  At first I grumbled about it being a waste of a day off, in bed with a headache, but you know what? Right now I don’t enjoy weekends anyway because I just want to get out of here, and weekdays fly by so much quicker for me.  

I need to eat something, keep warm, and think about tomorrow’s work.  Because the house is currently full of the laundry we did at mother’s house, there is nowhere for me to hang my regular laundry, which is my work uniforms.  It doesn’t matter, because I have 2 pairs of pants and 8 blouses, so I can get by for nearly the next week before I will run out of stuff, but we all know how a break in my routine upsets me!

Currently stressing over closed book exam for jurisprudence.  Have regained some determination (after seriously considering not attending the exam) and have decided to stop being a baby and at least go down fighting.  The failure rate for this subject is insanely high, so I don’t know why they insist on having a closed book exam (the ONLY entirely closed book exam I have encountered in 5 years of full time study) but HEY. What can I do about it?