Tired and depleted. What a bastard day. I started writing a report. I get paid one hour of work for this report and 1 hour in realised it's going to take me 3 hours or more and I can't change the pay rate now so it will actually cost me money in other lost earnings to write it. And it's a tricky horrible one. My last face to face meeting rang at appointment time to say they forgot and were on their way - so I started at 6.30 instead of 6.15 and so finished at 7.30. As luck would have it the 8.03 train was cancelled so I had to get the 7.51 or not get home till after 9. After rushing like mad to gather my belongings I got the the station just in time to see someone being very ill all over the place. The designated platform had 3 trains stacked up on it, they changed the platform with 2 minutes to go. I got on the train and sat in a daze, then the robot voice started reading a completely different destination. I did a double take and got off the train, there was no other train in front. I got back on and asked someone if I was on the right train, they shrugged yes, appearing to have no idea what I was talking about. The robot voice started off with the wrong list of destinations again, then cut out, a second went by, and the driver clearly pressed the correct button this time round. Little mistakes like that take hours off my life 🤯 Without further hitches I walked the half hour home in a starving and dazed state. At least I'm WFH tomorrow and Wednesday. Already exhausted. Haven't even begun to deal with the really difficult stuff this week is going to deliver!
To top it all, I put a bet on Djokovic to win as he was 2 sets to 1 down, when I got in I found out he'd won so went to check my winnings - and realised I'd actually given up and "cashed out" my bet to cut my losses, so I'd won nothing 😒😢🤷🤯 (It was only a silly little £1 bet!)