This is my third day in a row to work from home. I don't think it actually helps much save the fact that I can sleep in as late as I want. This morning I've already been asked about when I want lunch, what I want for lunch, how much I want, when I want it (again), what I want (again, this time with an alternative choice to my previous choice), when my brother's waking up, when I am going to wake my brother up, and so on. All this happens within an hour. *sigh*
I'm starting to think that the stress has escalated into depression. Not TOO bad yet, or rather I think it's actually got better. I don't feel the despair I felt a while ago. All that probably thanks to Petey who actually did a very good job of keeping me sane.
Anyway, still a long way to go, at least it's slowly getting better. I'll get back to work now...
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