Losing Track of Days

It’s getting really bad, especially when I work the weekends. Weeks and days just merge together and there’s no sense of the start or end of the week. There’s no break to look forward to, and my days off become “recovery time” where I madly try to make up for everything that I didn’t do during the week.

I’m forgetting which day of the week it is and as such my ability to org anise anything is plummeting.

I did 60 hours last week, with three nights on call after work, and got called back in three times for emergencies.

It helps a lot having my partner living with me, but I still feel like I’m running ragged every day.

So please forgive my recent absence.