At the behest of practically everyone who knows my situation I decided to take a few days off work. It turns out I had so much work left to do though, that I only finished up this past Saturday. I don't know if I can really count yesterday as a day off given that I still volunteered, but for today at least I will be taking it easy.
This is going to drive me insane.
Long gone are the days where I could do nothing but play video games for 12 hours and not feel lazy or like I've wasted my time. Work has become a part of my life. Paul actually wanted me to take a week off, but that's just impossible. I didn't even take a week off when I literally went on holiday.
So today I'm going to have to think of other things to do. I think I might clean my room up a bit and search for some lost things. I'm going to have a bath too, which is sorely overdue. First though, I'm going to go out for a walk in the murky, British weather. Paul was off all last week so it'll be weird to go on a walk without my big gay friend and his little gay dog.
I'll find some other ways to keep myself amused. I'm sure that I'll manage to stave off insanity for one more day and, by the time I wake up tomorrow ready for work, I'll feel exactly the same because one day isn't enough. If anything, I might feel worse because I also feel sick. Which is fun.
See you on the other side folks.