I'm doing a few double shifts this week- 2pm until 7am. It'll be worth it in the end but even now, on day one, I'm struggling. I know I'll wake up on Saturday afternoon and think 'Wow, the week is over already' but until then it's mind over matter.

Before I lose the energy for optional chores I changed the bed sheets, put together Charlie's dinner for the next few nights and tidied up after a messy weekend.

I'm already wishing I wasn't in work (my new manage believes creating conflict is comparable to showing authority):

'Work is making me so so sad'

'But I make you so so happy. And you you still have a Charlie, he's just at our wee home. We will find you new work x'

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