I am sitting at my desk at the moment (I’m on annual leave!) and trying desperately to make a good dent in my uni coursework. I have gotten myself really stressed out over an essay which I’m having real difficulty in getting into. I’ve emailed my lecturer to see if I’m at least on the right lines. I wonder if I’m trying to make it more complicated than it really is! Now that would be a surprise, me making things hard for myself.
At first the dogs were trying to be supportive and kept coming to see I was ok:
His wee smiley face was nice, and occasionally I got a wee paw as well. But now that I’ve gotten into full Jenni stress mode about life the boys have abandoned me. They’ve seen it all before:
I think they’re fed up with me getting upset over nothing. I like their approach of, “let’s just sleep and she’ll get over it!”. I need to just get my head down, write this essay and if it’s not good enough then I’ll need to resubmit another piece of work next year. No big deal.