So sorry.... when the owner of a site goes missing for a while the whole forum tends to stop, I am so sorry for this.
As you know I've been working my butt off for the past few months...well it all came to a head this week and I ended up quitting the job at the school. I took a sickie on Tueday afternoon and that seemed to be the beginning of the end.
I have been extremely busy this week, I had 2 house clients, Tuesday and Thursday, and the mental health place I clean booked me in for Monday, Wednesday and today to clean units. Now these units are usually 3 bedrooms, each with it's own ensuite, a lounge/dining room, kitchen, laundry and hallway. The residents there are really grotty, most being young men, and sorry, I am not typecasting but it seems the young men just do not know how to clean anything!! Anyhow, they had a big re-shuffle there and were moving residents from one unit to another to make room for more coming in so they asked me to clean certain areas as they moved one into another area and then clean the area they moved out of - so all in all, a very busy week.
I had an appointment on Monday afternoon with my upline Avon rep (incase I didn't mention it, I am now an Avon lady too), the appt was for 2.15...I remember sitting on the lounge at 2pm knowing I couldn't go to sleep because of this person coming...well the next thing I know it was 2.45 and my phone was ringing. It was hubby but there had also been a message, both on the landline and on my mobile. When I finally got through to her she said she was knocking on my front door, ringing the doorbell and tapping on the window, and then thinking I must have been out, left. I was asleep in the lounge room which is at the front of my house, I should have heard her knock on the window at the very least, geeze I must have died for 3/4 of an hour I think! Anyway I composed myself and went off at 3.30 to do the school. All the while I was there I was 'dragging my feet' so to speak and everything seemed much harder than normal, I couldn't wait to finish and found myself cutting corners to get done and get home. I usually work to a high standard so this was not normal for me.
On Tuesday I got home from doing my house client about 1.30pm and thinking that I had enough time for a nap I parked myself on the lounge once again to grab 40 winks. The TV seemed so loud that day and it was hard for me to drift off but I guess I was panicking in a way because I knew this was the last chance I had to nap and if I didn't get it now I was going to be too tired to work this afternoon...well I finally slept but I woke at about 3.50pm, I usually leave here at 3.30 so I was running late to begin with. As I opened my eyes I looked at the clock and shock, horror...

look at the time! So I lept up quickly and got a really big head-rush, so I sat down again just as quick. Composed myself and then got up again to get organised to go to work, knowing I would be late anyway.
My legs felt like ton weights and I felt as if I was trying to run through waist-high water...I sat again saying to myself, "I just can't keep this up!"
So feeling bad, feeling tired and like a zombie I made the decision....."f... it" I'm not going in tonight. So I stayed at home. I didn't actually compose myself properly until about 7.30pm or so. I didn't ring my supervisor which I know was very naughty of me, but they wouldn't have been able to do anything at that late hour anyway so I never bothered. Also knowing that the supervisor would chew my ears off and I was in no mood for this.
Wednesday I was back down at the mental health facility and was ready to move on to the next stage of unit cleaning when I decided that I was going to take tonight off as well, I was just so exhausted that I felt I couldn't keep going like this. So I rang my supervisor to tell her that I wouldn't be in, she should have enough time to get someone to cover me today. She was not impressed at all, and I got a telling off because I wanted to take the night off...in 4 months there I have only had 1 night off when I was really sick, and that night no one had covered me so I had extra to do the next night. Well, when I told her that I hadn't been in the night before she really had a fit and chewed my ears back to the bare bones. I deserved it because I hadn't told her the night before so I took it from her but I wasn't about to take nonsense because I had asked for a night off. So I said to her that I have another clanger for her, that I am resigning and she can have my notice. I asked how much notice do I need to give and she told me to finish up now, so I said done!
In the next breath she said she didn't want to lose me....well...hello?
So for the rest of this week, between cleaning and sleeping, I haven't had a lot of time to do much at all. I have spent most of it trying to recapture my sleep, and believe me, I have done a whole lot of that!
I really think this has turned out for the best. I believe my body was telling me that I needed to slow down so this I have done. I went to work this morning with a very different attitude that I have had of late. And I actually enjoyed cleaning, something I haven't enjoyed for a very long time.
Now I have to somehow recoup the lost $'s which isn't that much really.
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