\nI haven’t been sleeping the best lately, trying to get used to this early schedule is very difficult especially since I can’t bring myself to preserve it during the weekend as well. How could I go to bed at 10 pm and wake up at 5 am when I don’t have to? *sigh* This exhaustion has added a lot to my stress.<\/p>\nThis week at work I experienced my first site launch. On tuesday I came in, already tired from a lousy night sleep the night before, and I learned that they expected to have a site launched with content they had just recieved by that night. So I came into work at 6:30 am and wasn’t able to leave until the site was in launchable condition, at 10:30 pm. Gah. I am definately not used to 16 hour days, I made foolish mistakes because I was so exhausted later in the night. But we got the site up and running. The rest of this week was spent running around fixing little problems with the site, I was cursing and Netscape6 and IE for quite some time as well. It’s all been very hard. I never realized how complicated it would be dealing with clients %) We want to make them happy, but sometimes things are confused, or I don’t get the information I need, etc. Still, I feel very acomplished, and I’m happy I could get this done, but it still took quite a toll on me. On wednesday I was so frustrated I couldn’t even look at a computer after work, and don’t even get me close to a webpage right now! Today I’m better though, I did some work to put up those house pictures on my website, and the lan party pictures from New Years Eve.<\/p>\n
So I am very busy at work, and then I go “Home.” Since we’re living with Michael’s mother it’s not nearly as comfortable to having our own place. She’s doing everything she can to make us feel at home, I don’t think anyone I’ve ever lived with has done better, but there is always a bit of stress when you’re living with someone else like this. Every night this week I was a complete wreck by the time I retired with Michael to our bedroom. Tired, crankie, down. I just want to sleep.<\/p>\n
The weather hasn’t helped either. Usually when I’m depressed taking a walk is very helpful, but the weather has been in the 20s most of the week, and taking a walk in that would probably just make me uncomfortable. This cold cold weather is such a waste without snow! But snow isn’t in the forecast anytime soon. *sigh*<\/p>\n
I got a call from my doctor last night. I had an appointment last month, some follow ups to the a small procedure I had last year to remove some “irrelgular” cells (non-cancerous, but still potentially troublesome). They told me “if we don’t call you in the next 3 weeks you have nothing to worry about” … well this phone call was within those 3 weeks %( I was worried so I called last night, but the office was close already. Great, I already had enough on my mind last night when I was going to bed. So I called this morning, it’s not good news, there are traces of bad cells again. I need to go back in a couple months for a few more tests for more follow ups to see what we want to do.<\/p>\n
I am not sure if my lack of broadband at home is adding much to my stress level, but it is another change that I am handling. I’m not used to being so separated from my online people. I can still drop by in IRC sometimes, but I can’t be as nearly as attentive as I was before. And I miss reading everyone’s journal’s all the time. I guess all of this is adding to the seclusion I am feeling right now.<\/p>\n
I’m definately going
\n to be spending this weekend relaxing.<\/lj-cut><\/p>\n
Gah this entry sounds so miserable. It’s just been a lousy week.<\/p>\n
Oh and here are those LAN party pictures from New Years Eve. go to lan party pictures!<\/a> *wanders off*<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"I’ve been writing entries offline on my laptop a couple times a week, I’ll get around to putting them up once we’re settled in our new place just so there isn’t a huge hole in this journal, but for now since I’m online I’ll just give a brief update. Things have been difficult. Not the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-299","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/299","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=299"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/299\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=299"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=299"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=299"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}