It’s been a bit of an iffy week this time around. A little lacking in the sleep department, a touch too much going on at work and stuff just adding up. I think that lack of sleep didn’t really help and I was beginning to feel like I was slipping back into bad old habits. Luckily…. a self-enforced early night set the clock back a little. To use some project management mumbo-jumbo: lessons learned? Go to be early when it all starts piling up.
So what’s been going off? Well, the event with Boots visiting seemed to go well. The staff turned up with crates of stock and covered five large tables with products. The Chams massive chatted and asked about this, that and the other. I bought a few items, one for me and some for the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones…. including the rather nice freebie Bonus Set. I caught up with friends old and new which is always nice. I managed to hand over the pair of boots that had been languishing in my car to Kate. She seemed pleased which is always nice to see. Plus, I got to reset the trans clock that ticks in my head. Mrs Alison – no real names – asked if I’d paint her nails. I was a little suprised by the request, but obligied none-the-less. Hopefully the resulting paint job wasn’t too cack handed. 🙂
As to last week’s mention of a salon team visiting, I got back to the lady in question and said ‘Thanks, but no.’ It didn’t feel right and have thought about it – and talked it over with the group – the more it feels like it was the right thing to do. Too much of a sales pitch perhaps.
I am…. despite rest, somewhat tired. Not physically, but mentally. I’ve alluded to the idea of social masks before. As time moves on I’m finding it harder and harder to keep mine in place and bottle it all away. I find myself holding back on conversation and events. I know that certain subjects will cause distress and now, I just keep quiet. Anything for an easy life eh? But at what price? I wonder where it is all going. Will I keep the peace to hang on to what I have now, or will it blow up for it all to come crashing down? To be honest, neither has appeal right now. Maybe with careful planning there will be some middle ground. You can hope, right? But then if the safety line is cut, where will it all end?
Freedom, possibly, but at what price and for who and ultimately, why?
[ Today’s lyric: The Great Pretender by Queen ]