The Top Floor Flat

Whew, what a week.

Well, first of my random musings – you know how you supposedly build your immune system in your first few years of life? Of course, you’re exposed to all these things that your body recognises as foreign so you build up antibodies and blah blah blah science happens and then when you’re an adult you don’t get sick every time someone in the room sneezes.  I’ve come to the conclusion that there are in fact two very important times in life that lead to the development of the adult immune system.  One, when you’re a newborn.  The other is when you first start cooking for yourself and living on a budget.  I’m pretty sure most of the things I’ve eaten in the last few months have been undercooked or overcooked or expired or unwashed or improperly stored or slightly moldy or just plan bad.  And this isn’t a comment on the quality of English food (I’ll do that later).  It’s just inexperience in preparing my meals day after day and not having the budget to have my life catered.  What this means, however, is that I am probably assaulting my immune system with lord-knows-what kinds of microscopic things that make people sick.  In fact I’m amazed I’ve lasted this long.  Of course, this must be a right of passage everyone goes through – and the real reason health declines in old age is that you’ve figured out how to cook properly and aren’t giving your immune system a complete workout three times a day.

This week was… ridiculous.  I’m not going to go into it but I managed to pull the most boneheaded stunt possible at work this week on Tuesday (to put it briefly, I was hired to do useful things with the analytics data.  Last I checked, accidentally deleting it entirely is generally considered less than useful).  I spent the next 24 hours in complete shock (and slight amazement I wasn’t fired) and it was fairly emotionally exhausting – and, to be fair, physically exhausting as I didn’t sleep much that night.  The next day I tried to get back into the swing of things quite literally by going to a jive dancing class with Sarah and her fiance after a long day at work where I got to see my glaring mistake of the day before every time I opened the internet.  The dance class was incredibly fun but it was another quite late night and then Thursday and Friday, not only was our intern out of the office so I was behind on a bunch of work, but I had seven interviews over the course of two days for some more interns for the team.  All in all, it was a crazy week and next week, we’ve managed to pick up four (!!) interns to start on Tuesday so things should continue to be a bit insane.

This weekend is definitely going to be about relaxing.  I’ve just be chilling out this morning and doing a bit of work to try to find someone to buy or help me manage DormWise (I’ve figured the best thing to do is sell it or let someone take over the site as it’s such a shame it’s sitting there and I can’t work on it at all).  I’ve got a bit of a cold which I’m fairly sure is from the lack of sleep and not undercooked food.  Next week will be a push, and then the week after I’m working four days, taking Friday off to get ready for a trip and then leaving Saturday for a three day bus trip through Wales.  Monday is the bank holiday so it’s another day off work.  It should be incredibly beautiful and fun and I’m looking forward to it!

Hopefully at some point this weekend I’ll leave the flat, but if not… hey, there’s nothing wrong with 48 hours of sleep.