Routine

I miss my routine. I've had one week away from the structure of the Challenge and I've already turned into a gibbering mess. Take this morning for example: I woke up 15 minutes early. I had a very long shower, whereas I usually have a long one in the evening and a short one in the mornings. I had a banana and prune smoothie for my breakfast, instead of my usual bowl of muesli. I drove in a different lane on the way to work, which meant I then spent the last 5 minutes of my journey darting in and out of traffic in order to get into the car park. I walked on the opposite side of the road to Starbucks, so almost got hit by a 4WD when trying to cross the road.

You see how things can be disrupted and almost end in a cataclysmic event, potentially changing life as we know it?

I blame my father. He sent me one of his usually nasty text messages this morning and it has put me in a bad mood. Also, annoying colleague came in this morning complaining about how his desk has been moved, and he kept coming over to me saying 'oh they've stolen my in-trays' and 'they've nicked my chair' and 'they've taken my folders' and I cracked. I yelled "They have not stolen anything, it's all there on the desk so if you own it, then fucking take it. Stop complaining about things that don't warrant a complaint!!"

And now he keeps whispering and stuff. I think I scared him. Good. He's an ignorant old man who needs to grow a fucking brain and stop bothering me with his endless nonsense and pointless conversations.

And now I shall drink my coffee and calm the fuck down before my Chappers and Roy come in and realise that I've truly lost my mind.