Early morning wibble

[jennyaxe]

Today I woke up shortly after 5 a.m., and I couldn't go back to sleep. I was supposed to get up at about 7, which is way too early for me anyway, but still - 5 is ridiculous.

I'm off to a two-day course about workers' rights. We've got some of those in this country - like, you're not allowed to fire people without good cause, you have to have a reasonable working environment, things like that. It should be interesting.

I still haven't heard back from the people I interviewed with on Monday. But then they said they'd get back to me within two weeks, so it's not really surprising... but I want to know now, dammit!

Goddess, but I'm tired. And I feel a headache coming on. Thursdays is, or should be, horseriding day - only I haven't been there in three weeks, due to fever, or dizziness, or pain. I'm still not sure about today either. Maybe I should stay and have dinner with the other union people from work, or maybe I should go home and get some sleep since I didn't get much tonight. Or maybe it's better for me to go and get the exercise - except the class is at 20.45, lasts till 21.45, whereafter we have to stable and tend the horses, so I won't be home until about 23.00. Which is also too late to have a bath since we live in a flat.

I've still got four hours to decide whether to go or not, though. As long as I let them know before 12, I can take a catchup class in another group. Maybe that'd be best.

Yesterday I was at the "stress management course" at work. It's being held by a psychologist. The first thing he said was that "this is not a rehabilitation or treatment - it's a course". Funny how our HR department keeps insisting that the course is the rehabilitation treatment I need...

Comments

[supermouse.livejournal.com]

I found the course I went on very useful, for what it's worth.

[jennyaxe.livejournal.com]

This one appears to be useful, too. But it's more useful as a preventative measure than as a rehabilitation program. And I'm still less than happy with the fact that it took them three months to get any treatment going from the time I told them I was close to breaking down again.