how’s about a shrimp on the barbie, sheila?

i’m utterly exhausted physically. i’d love nothing better than to go straight to my freshly laundered bed right this very second and stay there until monday morning. but, there are two reasons why i won’t. one, is that Adrian and Diane are coming tonight! he just called from the car and they’re no more than half an hour from being my first ever non-related-to-me or non-smooched-upon houseguests! i really hope they don’t think my place is gross or scary. that’d suck.
the second reason is in the photo. all week, my sleep has been restless and tedious thanks to the incessant uniform dreams. on monday it was a double-whammy: i dreamt of ARRAYS OF UNIFORMS! oy. they’re also why i’m physically exhausted. i’m a clerk. i’m not used to being on my feet all day. bending over boxes. lugging uniforms. running back and forth and up and down. my feet… oh, my poor feet. then there’s my back.
amazingly, though, through all this, i’ve been really okay. there’s some situational stress, and there’s the annoying dreams, but i’m not that stressed about the process in general. i’m making the best of a really craptastic situation and my supervisor and manager know that if i weren’t there it would be a colossal clusterfuck (even more than it already is, if you could imagine) so they’re really grateful and willing, FINALLY, to give me some of the things i need to get the work done.
anyway, enough about. i’ve an aussie on his way over! how bloody cool is that, mate?