During the week I’m consumed at work – everything I have goes into it. So much so that I collapse on Monday (first day off) and only have Tuesday to do things. This week I’ve caught a cold on Sunday (or Saturday) and spent all of Monday tossing and turning not able to sleep nor doing anything as I desperately wanted to be alone and going out in the kitchen meant being with my partner (who I love) and that would break the day of being alone that I desperately need every week.
Selfish, but if I don’t have my day of being alone the rest of the week goes terribly. Sometimes my partner understands and sometimes she doesn’t and that’s why I didn’t give her the option as I stayed in my room the entire day – even though I desperately needed water – so she didn’t feel bad about talking to me.
I’m always desperately looking for ways to make money outside of work hours and used to be a writer so blog posts seemed a natural extension.
