FRIED

I reached burn out at the beginning of last week.  It crept up on me rather sneakily and before I could do anything about it, I was completely fried.  I literally could not organise a piss up in a brewery and I am probably one of the best, not blowing my own trumpet, organisers that there is.

Mandy had asked me to organise girl's night out and I could not do it.  I stared at the computer thinking "how do I create an event", "where are we gonna eat", "are we gonna eat before the show", "who is booking show tickets......" and on and on and on it went.  My mind was GONE!!!!!!!

I was supposed to fly down to Manchester for a meeting on Tuesday and I had to cancel and do it via conference call which wiped me out also. 

It has been a week of resting up and sleeping for as long as possible - the record hitting 14 hours!!!!

I am feeling so much better now but it scared me how easily it had crept up.  "It" being my shitty bi polar. 

I have been OCD'ing over Farepak for weeks now and cramming in loads for Marie Curie, it was bound to take it's toll and it did - big time!!!!

The kids are off tomorrow.  Chloe to her Great Uncle's and Roo to his dad's for a couple of days.  I think it will do me the world of good not to be "mum" for a few days.  I love them dearly but I find the summer holidays so long, as do most parents I guess, however somehow having this crap illness makes it worse.

I am doing an interview with a journalist from the Telegraph tomorrow regarding campaigners and the use of Twitter.  It sounds rather exciting as he is looking to do a lecture re same and I felt quite privileged that he contacted me specifically.

I am also heading out tomorrow night for a couple of drinks which I am rather looking forward to I must say.

Wednesday will be an 'easy' day and Thursday the kids come home.  However, they are both off to their grandparents on Friday as I have the girl's night out (Mandy arranged it once she realised my organisational skills had went to pot - have to say she did a grand job)!!!  So we are eating Mexican and going to see Craig Hill at Underbelly and then a few drinks afterwards.  Not many as the majority of us have Walk Ten for Marie Curie on Saturday.

Ruaraidh and I working Walk Ten.  We have one of the most amazing jobs ever.  We are responsible for the 'memory bags' which have messages cut out and we fill them with sand and insert a tea light.  When the walkers return from their 10k, the memory bags are all lit up.  Chloe is walking for Marie Curie.  I am so proud of her and she is hoping to raise around £50.

So, I began last week 'fried' but by taking care of myself, resting up, indulging in a few pamper sessions, I am now back to myself.  It's good to be BACK ;O)

Laters peeps xxxxxx