Hello dear friends.
Sorry for the rubbish updates. Things just haven’t really been on my side this week. I have been swamped with work, but also, my illness with my stomach has become really bad. Which has lead to that I have spent most of this week in horrible pain, not getting much sleep at all, and as a result just been really exhausted and tired. And if that wasn’t bad enough, my internet connection has started to fail me once again, leading to the horrible fact that I haven’t been able to upload my latest podcast (which by the way is fucking amazing and I can’t wait to share it with you all!)
I don’t have anything exciting to share. I have basically been a copy of death this week, not really doing anything apart from working, crying and sleeping. However, I don’t think this whole being ill and in pain thing suits me very well. And it frustrates me that I can’t be my normal happy self. So obviously, some ‘drastic’ actions have to be taken. As many have pointed out this week, I should go and see a doctor, which makes perfect sense I guess, I just don’t really like them since they’ve never been able to help me in the past. But I will get my act together and book an appointment for next week. And of course, there are a lot of other things I need to deal with as well. Although I shall spare you from all the boring details, and instead reassure you that the podcast will go up sometime tomorrow (if the internet gods are on my side).
I hope you have a lovely weekend! Much love! Orsi x
This picture speaks louder than a thousand words. I have been doing a lot of boring stuff today, like washing clothes. In all honesty, I don’t mind washing, I just hate the process of hanging up all the wet clothes and then trying to put them away.
First of all, I always drop at least half of my wet load of clothes on the floor when I try to take them out of the washing machine. Now, since I don’t have a cleaner who regularly comes and cleans my house, it is safe to say that the floor is far away from being clean, which kind of takes away the essence from the whole ‘clean clothes’ scenario once they have actually fallen on the dirty floor (because the clothes are wet and all the dirt and dust just stick to them like flies stick to sugar).
Second of all, there is never enough space to hang up all the wet clothes. This results in that I have to spread out my clothes on various places in the house; on different (dusty) radiators, staircases, hangers, you name it! In theory, this wouldn’t be a problem, if the clothes actually dried rather quickly. But they don’t… I can turn up the heating to 40C in the house, stand and dry them with my hair dryer, it doesn’t help. Sometimes I truly feel like my clothes have a conspiracy against me.
Last, but not least, there is the issue of space. When my clothes are clean, and dry, and oh so very ready to be put away in their places, there’s never enough room in my wardrobe or my chest of drawers to fit them all in! Now what is that about!? I mean, I have gone through the steps above, been frustrated and angry, on the verge of tears and close to throwing them all out and set them on fire, and when I finally think I can get them out of the way and not stress about it, they won’t fit anywhere! So I need to keep them out on my sofa, where they sit and haunt me…
So Im binging on some good ol’ music. What you up to?
Im still ill, still overworking, still need a good nights sleep. Meeting up with Nick tonight to discuss next weekends video shoot. Must admit that I am rather excited. However, I need to re-load my batteries somehow this weekend. Pay day tomorrow. I cannot believe I am earning LESS money with my pay rise. Its a fucking disgrace! Not happy. Time for work.
Secret heart come out and share it
This loneliness, few can bear it
Could it have something to do with
Admitting that you just can’t go through it alone?
This very secret
That you’re trying to conceal
Is the very same one
That you’re dying to reveal
Go tell him how you feel
This very secret heart
