It's 2:30pm.
Yet, I'm still having the reruns of Project Runaways so that I could cross it out from the list. Yes, I have "watching project runaway" in my To-do list, besides completing the Grey's, Prison Break latest season and reading the past two months issue of Female. Sad isn't it? Even the tiny little fun stuff need to be scheduled.
I have a lot in mind that I need to figure out how to basically finish everything before work starts on Monday. I know, hectic. But it's not so much of energy left, so I'm done for the day. Besides, I try not to keep the pressure high during weekends because I don't think I could handle it anymore. 5 days are enough OK.
Plus, I do think I need help. Medical help.
Last week, mom made this rule not to ever touch the laptop at home on weekdays, which means no surfing whatsoever. It's not about the bill really, although it could be one of the benefits. Just that, since the I-could-not-breathe incident, mom is really concern of my "workaholic" situation. At least that what she think it is. She believes that I overwork and neglect the rest I should have - which causing me to have the "stress symptom" and blood circulation problem like you know, sometimes having a difficulty to breathe properly or sudden headache. Whilst she's not a doctor, I seem to believe everything she said. Plus, it puts me to ease too, knowing that she also experienced the same thing before. At least I can reassure myself for now that it isn't cancer or heart problem.
So, tomorrow was arranged for either a full body scan or at least a simple medical checkup. But looking at the list now, I don't think I could make it for neither. It just that, I have this session with one of the valuable customer last Wednesday and it's already Friday. I'm still preparing the report and I have to ensure I could get it done by Monday. Otherwise, there would be loads of explanation to do, which I hate and nervous about.
So maybe next week.
Shit! I have plan next week!
Labels: General, Rant, Work
