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Bad nights

So I just have not been sleeping well. Between mosquitoes, nightmares, a cold that is stubborn in staying and lack of water in the morning, there seems to be a conspiracy to make my head a mess when I go to work. To the point that I don’t feel like going and it takes me at least an hour to get in the rhythm of the thing. And it is not that it is that fast paced… Oh well.

Yesterday, me and Bernardo decided to stay home and enjoy the rest of the Crab Curry (peanut, not coconut) that Marisa prepared for us and realized it was probably even better than the day before. As I struggled to go through my to do list I realized (one more time) I did not know when to start and decided my work day was stopping at dinner time. At least it gave me a deadline and a higher willingness to get things done. But it did not help me that much.

If you wonder how much can you have to do in so little time… well, pictures to send to the tv program we are participating on and for a sort of fundraising event next Monday, get grades for the children published, figure out how the hell will I get a company to do the import of the container someone kindly offered to export full of food, get a first edition of the newsletter ready, decide on the projects for 2009 and off course, write the business plan within the next 3-4 weeks. Nice. After I wrote all this, I am in an even worse mood… Help! And now I want to do a new orphanage!!
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