FRIDAY ROUND-UPI’ve just got into the office and this is the plan for the next few days:
Sort out everything for the weekend course before 1pm.
1pm - Go to St Pancras and buy a ticket to Leicester.
2.30pm - Board train for Leicester.
4.15pm – Go to funding body offices and hand in urgent funding application which should have been handed in yesterday but because I cocked up the alarm system on Wednesday night which required CEO to get out of bed and come to the office at midnight and then again at 1am, which then cocked up the whole of Thursday for everyone, it wasn’t done on time, and plunged me into a pit of shame and guilt.
6.30pm – Get train back to London. 8pm – go to parents place for dinner, with excuses and profuse apologies.
11.30pm – go to bed travelsick, drunk and full to bursting with Papa’s cooking, still wracked with guilt and self-loathing.
Saturday 7.30am – get out of bed, get ready for work.
9am – get into office, prepare a kids’ morning course and a freelancers’ course simultaneously.
6pm - Go home. Weep.
Sunday 7.30am – get out of bed, get ready for work.
9am – get into office, prepare the second day of the freelancers’ course.
6pm – go home. Feel sorry for myself. Watch TV and get used to the fact that there is no one else to blame but myself. Consider weeping. Complain loudly to Flatmates A,B and B’s boyfriend. Go to bed.
It will be interesting to see, at the end of the weekend, just how closely this 3-day plan was followed, considering that at the moment, there is 1) a fire strike which has screwed up all transport systems 2) I have never been to Leicester before 3) I had my keys confiscated and don’t know how that will affect the fact that I will be the sole staff worker for the weekend course 4) I’ve got 3 major deadlines for my marketing work on Monday.
You can’t see it but I am grimacing, with head in hands. A lot.