My blood has been boiling bubbles with stress.
The last two weeks were one contiguous stretch of anxiety, tension and breakdown.
There was a Maha cyclone in my head and I had to put all my remaining energy in keeping it off the coast of my eyes by blowing air at it.
Honestly, I went to the coffee machine and placed my mug under the wrong drip. As a result all my coffee got drained and I’m wondering like, hmm, maybe there was no milk.
Only when I came for coffee round two, did it strike me I was misplacing my mug.
I booked a conf room for a meeting and was seated in the room 15 minutes in advance but forgot to connect to the meeting when the time actually came.
Ten minutes later, when I scrambled quickly online, everyone had dropped off the meeting.
I even kept calling a colleague by a wrong name several times during a conversation, until he politely pointed out, “My name’s P, not M”
The IT clown has started appearing in my dreams.
I’m soaked in stress!! All I want to do is hide under my blankets and never come out.