it’s all in my head, it’s all in your head
Journal, Work No Comments »My colleague A picked a turd of a time to fall ill with the flu… at the start of January, with colleage C on vacation. So all the people with new year’s resolutions to start a study all end up on my plate, on my lonesome for the HBO studies.
I’m buried in work, and will be so for the rest of the week. *gasps for breath*
The upside of it is a lot of sales for me, and thus a lot of bonus. And that’s always good of course!
Two and a half more hours to go today… I feel like I already worked 12 hours. Can I go home already?
We brought him to Hoorn, to be buried in the garden of my inlaws. It didn’t feel right to bury him here somewhere in the park or anything, where he could be dug up - not even mentioning the fact that we’ll be leaving Rijswijk in a few months. It would feel like leaving him behind, and we’d much rather leave him with family in Hoorn.
