Stress Balls Needed!

I feel like I need to go to Bloggers Anonymous Meetings. I don't blog for ages and then I binge blog.

So... hi. I'm blogging because I can, and because television is awful in this country. Awful, it's so bad I keep finding myself flicking over to Celebrity Splash, which I just hate myself for. At heart the idea of watching "celebs" attempt fancy dives is cool because I've always loved diving but the show's so over produced - people don't need to be given an intro, then interviewed on the diving board, then straight after the dive, then after the judging and finally when they go to sit back down. It's so boring. I'm so glad I remembered Fashion Star was on. I'm a sucker for fashion shows. In related news, I love the headpieces Nicole Richie can wear, she looks amazing. I'd look ridiculous.

But no, woman from Express "any woman" is not going to look good in a short, tight strapless denim onesie.

Hmm an ad for Glee, how I used to love you. So very much, I was a true Gleek, had all the albums, DVDs etc, and now it's just so, so bad.

So ranting about tv beside, is hair crimping back? I just saw an ad for what looked like a very expensive, glorified crimping tool. I'd love to know if the 80s are back, I used to rock a flowered fringe and acid wash double denim like no one's business.

I feel like this blog is a bit frantic and scattered, which is a very accurate representation of how my brain is this week. As mentioned yesterday this time next week, I'll be on holiday and my goodness I have eleventy billion things to do both at work and home. A month ago was totally the wrong time to be handed management of a new team and project - especially when it's ended up the volume of the work was greatly underestimated, so all the plans I'd been wanting to get in place before I went and left my poor replacement (my staff member is acting in my role) and I feel totally guilty at leaving her with everything not organised. And then there's the house - it's a state of total disorder and I've got so much to clean. Yet, I can't seem to get motivated to clean it. I seem to have to panic clean/declutter.

I actually had my version of a panic attack this morning - it's like having a colic attack, and is very painful, so I'm deliberately relaxing tonight despite having things to do. I've realised I need to chill. I do feel better, and my head is clearer so I can work out how to handle some things and to accept that some things are just going to have to be left half finished, and only a very few of those will be my responsibility and for those all I can do is apologise and leave it as best as I can.

So, the week ahead is crazy but what a pay off awaits at the end of it! :)