Wednesday, 12 July 2017

apollymi: Lina, falm palming, giant sweat drop, no text (Slay**Lina: Fuckwittery (Facepalm))
Today wasn't a great writing day. I tried to make words happen, but they were just stubborn. That or I just kept getting distracted. It could really go either way.

But I tried. I did meet the minimum word count I need to finish with 50,000 words for the month. I just didn't quite reach the number of words I need to reach 65,000 in the month. It's a sad but important distinction.

There was a lot of discussion today about setting up a martini bar at work. It's been that kind of week. Seriously. It's very much been that kind of week. Between attitudes and married men flirting hard and people coming in late (and thus making us have to stay late), it's been such a damn week.

I'm trying to help [personal profile] katsuko get her resume up to snuff, so that she can start applying around again. IKEA is doing a reshuffle, and it's going to end up negatively affecting her. It may just end up meaning that she's shuffled into a section of the store she doesn't like, but it might also mean that she either loses hours or takes a pay decrease. There's no telling until it actually starts happening in the next few weeks.

And yeah, I'm tired and I've had a few glasses of wine. I'm not drunk. I'm barely even tipsy. But I'm tired. I'm hoping that if I go lay down now, while feeling a little bit more relaxed, I might actually be able to get some sleep. I managed 3 and a half hours last night, and I need more than that for tomorrow, if the work week trend continues.

So I'm going to go collapse on my bed and see if something sleep like can occur. Later, all.