Time flies, here's the weekend!
Exhausted day at work, I worked again on another section. It wasn't such heavy work, but just alot. It was okay though. Tomorrow everyone at work had a day off, blame the amount of work. The new orders are still coming but not as much as last year, I wish they would. It gives a relieved feeling, the feeling that we all have enough work to survive. I didn't slept so well last night, the weather was warm yesterday, so warm that the heart filled my sleeping room. Knowing that we only had a few days of warm weather I left the warm blankets on the bed, though it was just a bit to warm I guess last night. The heat made me toss and turn in bed, but oh well. Just a bit troubles waking up during the day, later in the afternoon I felt better.
Plans for the weekend? Yes and no, lol. First tomorrow there is the Doctor's appointment at 10:40 in the morning. Looking forward to it, probably I will get a few answers on the pressure on my chest, it's actually oblivious for me where the pressure comes from, but okay. The Doctor's appointment I see aswell as a start to get this chest pressure and highly breathing finally over. I'm sure it will be good with a positive ending. Let's do this, I'm ready! I promised my Aunt last week that I will come over this weekend for a short visit. "If the weather is good I will come on my bike," I told her, but the weather won't be good. Rain is coming up and the temperature is going way down. Would you believe we get snow again on Sunday?
I will probably go by train and perhaps the bus, it's quit a struggle to get to my Aunt. I will just see how to get there. Dad's grave will be done aswell, I will have a look Saturday, probably my Aunt comes with me. I'm still relaxed and feeling okay about Dad's passing away, though there's something that... I don't know how to explain it. There's still something stuck in my body, I think. Still a mourning and grieving part, ofcource there is, I know. the feeling that something is stuck, I continued my daily things right awayafter Dad funeral. With all the distractions I might have sometimes forgot about his passing, I don't know.
Talking about it or just thinking about it is good, part of the process as that say. And I do that so now and then. Thinking about what happened to Dad makes me think aswell that it all went pretty fast, it was just a week and Dad was gone. I have my so now and then 'moments,' moments when I think of Dad, though they get less. Ofcource life is continuing with all the distractions it's easy to forget what actually happened. But there's some positive things ahead for me, although it will be some work, I'm ready. with Mom and Dad watching from above I surely have nothing to worry about.
