. . . of work.
There's various reasons for this that I don't care to go into right now. But given that I've only been back since wednesday after my holiday, and I already can't wait until my next holiday, I feel like I've reached my expiry date with the company. I'm constantly exhausted, stressed, and feel like I'm obliged to do overtime (which is good for the money, but not for my fatigue).
I'm counting the days down to my next holiday (three weeks tomorrow, I believe. . .)
I need to win the lottery. Not two lousy pounds this time either. The whole million pounds or so shebang!!! Please god!!!!!!!!!!! Either that, or I need to find a rich man - hey, it's worked for some people . . .