Today is one of those days where it feels like all the life has been sucked out of me. Uni wasn’t so bad. Usual stuff. But it was from the point that I stepped through the door that everything went wrong. Picked up the mail. Opened a letter and my part-time status for University has been declined, when always previously it has been accepted. Apparently being a solo Mum and sole caregiver for a disabled and semi-psychotic mother isn’t enough to qualify.
So, after an angry phone call with someone in a foreign call centre who didn’t get a damn.. I think I have at least, partially sorted things out. Maybe. And so that the seriousness of this sinks in, if I don’t get it sorted, I can’t study.
So you can imagine. Not a good day. What I would of liked to of been able to do upon coming home is to chill. Do a bit of RP. Escape a little. Maybe a little code.
But the bad day, unfortunately, didn’t end there. We haven’t had complaints for a while. I get 4 in the space of a couple of hours. I admit, not looking forward to handling them. I’d rather be spending my time coding, or role playing, or well, even changing nappies is more appealing.
I think it just comes down to it being ‘one of those days’. I just wished I could of been able to relax and get past it, but.. yeah, not going to happen. 12.13am. Definitely not going to happen before sleep.
