Been trying to identify why I can't sleep suddenly. Why my metrics are suffering at work. Identified it this morning. It is the vicious cycle of the WFH fiasco, financial statements and an eighteen year old that thinks shit should be handed to him on a silver platter.
Deep breath and let the stress out. Take a nap and ignore the phone. I fill like I have drank a shitload of coffee and I have never even drank a single cup of the stuff in my life. But at least it is identified and sometimes that is half the battle, then you can work through it and find solutions.
Also bereft; from lack of characters in my life. The editing leaves me bereft and so damn jittery I cannot seem to focus on the others. So what to do? Focus; write about something..anything and find a new job? Also let the eighteen year old sink or swim and hopefully he will swim to the Navy, and they can teach him some tough shit. Oh and the taking of that nap I need already.
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