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How's Your Day Been? Each Day is Different, So Make Your Mark Daily

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On my way to bed last night it occurred to me that the strange puddle of water that's been sitting in my kitchen for days is almost certainly a burst water pipe. Couldn't get to sleep thinking of it. It means my lovely slate floor that I saved for years to get put down is going to have to be dug up so it can be fixed. Huge expense, massive upset, and in the middle of winter. Not happy.
 
So far my day is going well. I am sitting by the phone waiting to hear about whether or not we get the rental house. I played for a long time on my I Pad and I journaled a little. I have plans for today once I get the results from the real estate agent.
 
I have tried to go about my day as if nothing is wrong but my son is still acting moody towards me. He reminds me of my mother. And I suppose a bit of me with how long it's going on. I wish he would just act normal. I am not the enemy.
 
A fairly relaxed morning, had a phone call from a friend, which always cheers me up. Was on a late at work. Walked into an absolute s****hole. Don't know what happened. Was angry about the state of things, and the fact that it made it look like I hadn't done anything the last two days (when my boss had been off). It felt like all the effort I had put in had been worthless. I had to fight not to make it personal. I could feel myself heading for a bout of self-accusations, thinking they're all going to think it's my fault, it makes me look bad, they're going to hate me, what's the point in me even trying to change that? I hate the way the slightest thing going wrong can throw me into that cycle. Rationally I know what's going on, but it's so hard to pull away from that.
 
Okay morning, even with my T appointment. Work was pretty crap. Spent the whole shift doing a job that wasn't my job. It was my choice, but after waiting for weeks for the people whose job it is to sort it, got so frustrated I spent my whole shift doing it. Didn't finish it even so. The manager asked me how I was doing and I opened up about how frustrated I was. Then I felt bad, because I thought she's probably sick of hearing me complaining, then I was angry for most of the rest of my shift. Not at anything in particular, just generally Grr...
 
My day was a weird mixture. I couldn't sleep properly and was awake until 3 o'clock in the morning - got to work in time because I had to to a house search with my trainee. Everything went according to plan. Okay, it was mean to wake the suspect so early...but he was there and I got the documents I was supposed so get. :D:p ...returned to the headquarters, some writing...some eating...driving out again to take some statements from bank employees (they always told me about the bank secret - which does not exist...but I didn't want to start an argument....:meh:)....drove back again, prepared an interrogation...eating...writing...translating some stuff for the big project I'm also participating in...no sports because I got home too late...and it was bitter cold...was like...whirling around.
 
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