Friday. Honestly, I need it so badly. Not that it’s been a particularly long week, or particularly stressful. I am just particularly exhausted. Couldn’t tell you why – I heard something about spring exhaustion (it’s actually a thing – Although maybe a Scandi thing?), where you basically adapt poorly to the sudden change in light, so your mind is all like ”heeey it’s summertime and light outside at 10pm, that’s AWESOME”, whereas your body is like ”You’ve literally gone insane, put me to bed immediately”. Your body thinks it needs more sleep because it’s still hibernating, to sum it up. At least that’s how I understood it. Anyway, spring exhaustion sounds like one of those things that really sensitive people who cannot handle life even a little bit would suffer from. Unadaptable people.
So it seems reasonable to believe it would happen to me. The ultimate unadaptable person.
So I’m tired, and I’m really excited it’s Friday. Mainly because my mum and her sambo* are coming over for dinner tonight which is always lovely, but equally mainly because tomorrow is Saturday and I don’t have to wake up early. I will, but I don’t have to. Key difference.
And one final exciting thing: My colleague just showed me how to start writing code from scratch, which is something that’s puzzled me for as long as I’ve understood what coding means (but that I for some reason never got around to googling?), and it was insanely cool, and in a way one small life mystery solved.
*sambo = Possibly my favourite Swedish word. Means live-in romantic partner (or literally: together-liver).