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Sunday evening and snowing

I have been very stressed out this week and I really don't know why. Maybe because my foot started hurting again and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to walk, like last I had it. Luckily it is much better now maybe because I went to chiropody on Friday. 

 

You can tell I was a bit stressed since I did a post where I told about New Year's Eve, again! Even the photos were almost identical. Isn't that a sign of stress?

 

Why you ask, am I stressed. Well first of all when I came back to work after almost 3 weeks you can imagine how much there was to do. Go through the mail, paying bills, invoicing and to top it all the new time tracking program.

 

I had no problem with it but it was everyone elses turn to start with it. So I and my co-worker had to install and I had to set it up for everyone which took a lot of my time that I would have needed for invoicing.

 

Also in January I have the yearly balancing of the books which takes a lot of time. 

 

This weekend has been very quiet and I have been able to rest which was good. My bloodpressure did go up though because yesterday my printer broke down (and I really need it every day). Then the dishwasher (2 month old) didn't work :-( So we had to wash by hand. Both me and Hasse read the manuals but couldn't find anything so I went online to have a service man out to fix it. Just before I was to click send - the dishwasher started?! We have no idea what was wrong and now it's working, knock on wood.

 

This week everything really starts again. Wednesday I will go to Norrtalje for treatments and lunch with my friend. Thursday I will work and then have a working committe meeting with the Rheumatic association. The first one this year.

 

To top everything off we have a magnificent snowstorm and temperatures down to -9C (this is now). 

 

Other than that everything is fine ;-)

 

There is so much I want to do this year. I want to see H.E.A.T in Chicago and in Sweden at a gig. I want to go to LA. I want to see Peter and Matilda in one of their summer concerts. I want to celebrate my 60th birthday with a big bash. I want to go on a cruise and more. But I don't have the money to do all that I want :-( So I really have to prioritise hard.

 

Take care everyone and have a great week!


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