This has pretty much been my guideline for the past couple of weeks. I'm quite proud of how much I've done. The hours at work, the moving, the not seeing my friends because of work and moving.
I even got through an entire week of working nights. That's why I'm up at 4.30am, so confused about when to sleep and eat...
And even though I'm proud of myself, I'm exhausted. But I'll get through my last shifts, because I know I can. This and next week will be a piece of cake. Three days on, one day off, four days on, one day off, four days on - all done. The 10th is my last shift here, which is sad and amazing at the same time.
And on the 11th I'm off to Trondheim to visit a friend, super excited about that! And on the evening I'm going home. Felt so good booking a one-way ticket.
Guess I should make an effort to get some sleep here.
Good night
