Grumpy
I'm still not well. I'm not terribly unwell - just a stinking cold and a head full of cotton wool - but it's enough to make me grumpy and socially maladroit.
I'm not thinking clearly. I'm not listening properly. In conversation, my sentences are clumsy things that stop and start in a random manner. They don't tend to make much sense. They don't tend to have much energy behind them, either. I've lost focus.
Not things I cope well with. I rely on halfway decent communication skills for my job, too. Stupidly, I also turn into more of a stubborn (but muddle-headed) workaholic when I'm in this state - it's harder to get out of the office on time, because I don't organise my day nearly as well, so always end up forgetting something vital... until I'm just about to leave....
Which doesn't help matters.
Whitby next week. I don't actually want to be ill for Whitby, thanks. I want to be energetic, sociable, good company for the people I'm with - and generally filled with the spirit of Fun. This is not looking altogether likely.
Hmph. Enough rambling. Back to the grump.
I'm not thinking clearly. I'm not listening properly. In conversation, my sentences are clumsy things that stop and start in a random manner. They don't tend to make much sense. They don't tend to have much energy behind them, either. I've lost focus.
Not things I cope well with. I rely on halfway decent communication skills for my job, too. Stupidly, I also turn into more of a stubborn (but muddle-headed) workaholic when I'm in this state - it's harder to get out of the office on time, because I don't organise my day nearly as well, so always end up forgetting something vital... until I'm just about to leave....
Which doesn't help matters.
Whitby next week. I don't actually want to be ill for Whitby, thanks. I want to be energetic, sociable, good company for the people I'm with - and generally filled with the spirit of Fun. This is not looking altogether likely.
Hmph. Enough rambling. Back to the grump.