Excessive

Today was another frustrating day at the manor, followed by a tiring and uncomfortable time at home. Yes, it's another exciting installment of "Jordan's typical work day!"

I woke up earlier than the day before, getting up with time to eat breakfast, which, like I always say, is two pieces of rye toast and a coffee, which I ate, and I was out to catch the bus a bit earlier than normal.

Work was supposed to be kind of a fucking mess today because everyone was getting stuff for tomorrow ready, even though we had breakfast and lunch events and a full cafe for lunch, I was getting really frustrated because there was a lot of talking, a lot of walking around, but not a lot of actually doing things. A lot of the stuff did get done, at least the stuff that I was responsible for...

Tomorrow we have a breakfast and a picnic lunch, and apparently Hannah wants to bring down cold stuff for this big event by 9am, which means I have two hours to get the rest ready, and the stuff that I did do put on platters, which is just... annoying as fucking hell, because I have to get that breakfast and picnic lunch ready too... which leads me to believe I should go in an hour early and work for free, just so I don't end up killing myself at work. I don't really want to, but I don't know how else I can actually manage to get it all done in time without that extra time. If I do go in for 6am, that means I'd be working another ten hour shift, buuuut... ugh, I don't know... I'll set my alarm and wake up and see how I feel.

The trip home from work today took like two hours and I kept falling asleep on the bus... guess I was tired. Once home, I was starving and had beef tenderloin in the fridge, so I made that for dinner with mashed potatoes, and it was very good. After dinner I drank a coffee and watched the Shield, eventually moving to the computer and playing some Farcry. Once I got frustrated with that game, I moved to play some Phantom Brave, completing a couple more episodes.

I ran a bath, took a sleeping pill, turned on Jimmy, and now I'm writing this. I'm not in the best mood, I don't really feel like writing, and I have a headache. Work tomorrow will suck, especially if I go in early, and generally speaking I don't really want to be awake anymore.

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