This is me…grumpy on the sofa. booooo urns.
Luckily, you cant the see detritus on the floor, I live on my own so the temptation to be extra untidy is immense…
I cant sleep again, its 5.30 am… Tomorrow is a national holiday here.. so i dont expect any visitors. But i think I might struggle up to he bar round the corner and medicate the old fashioned way… whiskey sours.
On saturday i’m gonna try to go back to work…its my own business so I am able to take time off. Cant let things slip. We have loads of new deliveries so maybe i can prop my leg up and do something. I’ve been able to do admin and send instructions over the internet and phone calls. We have a very important launch coming up and i have been directing the graphics and press releases, but i like to be on the shop floor too… hurumph.
Having to work in a different way has actually made me more efficient, there’s few distractions at home, and in fact have come up with lots of plans to improve the business.
This injury certainly focuses the mind.