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Yesterday I was a bit out of it. I got to work at the wrong time, made mistakes and at the end of the day I found 20 euros more in my till. Now, 20 euros mean that I can go shopping for food this week and maybe put petrol in the car, although my plan is to make my dad pay for petrol on Friday when we are going to the neurologist.
One of my colleagues had 30 euros missing and said that my money was part of it. I said not. The money means a lot to me, especially after a period in which I lost a lot of money from my till, creating large holes in my budget.
I know I haven't done anything wrong, but I feel guilty about it. I have been trying not to obsess about it, but I can be a bit of OCD.
Anyway, this morning I talked to Jake till he got to sleep, had a lovely nap, ate cauliflowers (and loved them. Yay! Two vegetarian recipes in my cookbook), washed my knickers (Today I couldn't go for a walk for lack of underwear) and tidied up. I am now reading, but I think it will be an early night for me.
One of my colleagues had 30 euros missing and said that my money was part of it. I said not. The money means a lot to me, especially after a period in which I lost a lot of money from my till, creating large holes in my budget.
I know I haven't done anything wrong, but I feel guilty about it. I have been trying not to obsess about it, but I can be a bit of OCD.
Anyway, this morning I talked to Jake till he got to sleep, had a lovely nap, ate cauliflowers (and loved them. Yay! Two vegetarian recipes in my cookbook), washed my knickers (Today I couldn't go for a walk for lack of underwear) and tidied up. I am now reading, but I think it will be an early night for me.
