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Medicated depression, day #217

Woke up late this morning, well after 09 .. but didn't leave bed until 10. Had breakfast and first cup of coffee.

Had some weird dreams which left traces into my conscious as deep sadness, I was sad but don't know why, I don't remember any details of the dreams I was woken up from, I remember "06:57" on my clock but fell asleep again. I've shaken off the sadness now, at almost 12.

Wife and son are away, sports events across town. They let me sleep, as they know my condition.

Yesterday as the "surprise meeting" was happening, KC asked if I were interested in joining a team that is a service section for internal and external customers, they do support, infrastructure, license management and other administrative tasks, they don't have any developers on as of yet, I'd be the first if I join .. I thought it sounded interesting and KC would discuss with the delivery manager. New funky surprise meetings on Monday.

I almost had a narcoleptic episode a few minutes ago, where I almost fell asleep at the keyboard, after being fully rested and 7.5 hours of sleep. fcuk.

I have some errands to run this afternoon, when wife and son arrive home, one is to pick up a package, won an auction for a messenger bag for son, €25 for a almost new lightly used messenger bag with a cool embroided pattern on it. He had complained that the backpack he uses for school is too big, now he got a bag that holds a few books and is quite small in comparison.

Later: Yeah, checked my salary pay from the employer was at, €300 for a full month as I'm still on partial sick leave, other compensation is at roughly €2200 when it's paid out on the 27th. Another month on 25% work as I'm supposed to shift up to 50% after end of September.

Later: worked some on my projects, now I'm tired, like I need to go lay down for a bit, I guess wife and son will show up soon.

Later: Son lost won match and won two, pretty good for a team that lost 4 out of 4 only a few weekends ago.

Tired now, got about an hour of rest earlier, thinking about going to bed, hopefully a bit more rested tomorrow. Wife is working so son and I have some "secret missions", fetch a package from a nearby store that functions as a postal office. Of course with an ice cream check.

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