Julie Vs. The Machine

What an exhausting month.  It has all been compounded by the fact that I have not been sleeping well.  There have been a few nights this week alone I've gotten as little as 3hrs of sleep, including last night.  One night I went to bed at 9pm, woke up at midnight, and couldn't sleep again until 5am.  Ridiculous.  Of course I then slept until 715 which created a whole other nightmare of getting to work on time.  Our big tri-annual (read: once every three years) training event came to a close last Friday.  I still have some minor work to do to ensure we have a final count on who wrote completed the training, etc.  I think I need to go into work early tomorrow to try to knock that out.  There aren't enough hours anymore.

So last night I go to bed a bit later than usual.  I go to set my alarm and notice the clock is dead.  Wtf.  I turn on the lamp from the same socket, dead.....wtf?  I take the alarm to another socket across the room....dead.  Out to the kitchen, alive!  Ok, so my room breaker must be switched.  I open the panel and low and behold there is a breaker in limbo.  I reset it back to off and on again but it's soft, it won't reset.  What could I possibly be doing wrong??  I lost my patience and went to bed.  Tossing for about 2hrs I finally reemerged into my living room to google my problem, and I did eventually come across a relevant posting.  "Are you sure every object on the breaker is unplugged or switched off??"  Then the lightbulb hit me, my bedroom overhead light was on while I was messing with the panel.  How the light could be still functional while the breaker was switched, I don't know, won't ask, moving on.  I turned the light off, and presto the switch reset.  I moved my alarm back into my bedroom, reset it again and off I went into a perpetual state of tossing and turning.  I finally woke up and turned on some Netflix, in hopes that I would fall asleep with the tv.  NOPE.  Finally went back to bed around 330am and managed to sleep.  My phone alarm went off at 630 as usual.  And my body so craving any last moment of REM it could inflict upon me, I told myself I'll snooze and let my bedside alarm awake me at 645, which is the last ditch you're not going to have time for a shower if you don't get out of bed now alarm.  In a moment of fleeting consciousness I noticed that the alarm clock was....once again dead.  Now what exactly does this mean.  For my entire bedroom breaker I have one overhead light, a bedside lamp, and an alarm clock.  Hardly enough voltage/amperage/plug-in stuff to short the fuse.  This time when I opened the panel the switch was on.....WHAAAAAAT.  I flipped it off and on again, nothing.  Then I turned to use the bathroom, lights won't turn on.  I felt like Cleveland in a falling bathtub, "No no no no no no no no no...."  I tried to reset the bathroom breaker from on to off and back on again, nothing.  Then I popped my head into the living room.  A room that in the dark is normally filled with a dozen little red lights, empty.  Now I'm really started to get upset.  What the heck did I do?  First of all, my place is so messy I cannot invite and expose a tradesman to this terror zone.  Second of all, I don't know any electricians!  Third of all, omg I don't want to spend any money.  Fourth, maybe I can scam a day off work for this, hmmmm.  Fifth, how much money exactly is this going to cost me?  Sixth, what did I do!   I used my free toilet flush, got dressed and peaced out.  I ran into a neighbour at the elevator.  Last time the power went out the elevators were out too, so I thought perhaps that was a bad sign.  The good news was, my neighbour lost her power too.  I didn't break my panel.  No electrician need be consulted.  And our building's elevators run on back-up power when they're not being destroyed by flash floods.  Dead street lights at Ten and Burny confirmed it was a more widespread problem.  Which was fine by me because it would warrant a faster reaction time.

I think my lack of sleep has finally caught up with me.  My processing time today was violently slow.  I would forget what I was saying mid-sentence.  At one point I opened a browser to search for something.  But I got side tracked and when I looked back at the empty google search page on my screen I couldn't for the life of me remember what for.  If this keeps going, in less than 3 weeks I'm going to start waking up with bruises and missing teeth.  And the first rule is, I'm not allowed to talk about it.

But back to our work event.  We had a big reception on the third day of training.  I was invited to go to the hotel where we were hosting and meet a handful of our distributors.  When I first arrived no one from our office was there and I stood like a lost little lamb until I finally locked eyes with a local customer and I went to talk with him and another for a while.  The team showed up shortly after and the kid in the back hung around with me and the two locals.  It was painful listening to the way he was talking with those customers.  At one point he brought up something I consider to be a big-time no no.  I almost choked it was so embarrassing.  We work in a no holds barred office, and today after work I unheld that barred, or unbarred that hold and let one of the guys know what had been said.  I hope there are consequences for his actions.  That's all I'm going to say about that.

I just got the bat signal for coffee.  Ie) a text from Adam.  And since I don't get to see him much anymore, it's on.  Decaf, and then sleep.  Maybe a biscuit on the side as well.  Mmmm biscuit......mmmmmmm sleep.