Moods

I was really quite depressed for most of last week, but I started to come out of it during Friday. Saturday was OK. Then on Sunday, re the one at the historic building who can't stop talking; I was playing to someone,  he walked in, sat next to them and started talking. I didn't say anything, but I completely lost it, got up and walked out. I couldn't go home because I was holding the only key, so I sat in the garden until closing time. The truth is I don't know how to react to the situation. It's not the first time this has happened. I wanted to speak to the manager about it, but I hadn't realised that he'd fucked off early. I'm not going in this Sunday. In fact I'm not doing any more Sundays unless the problem is sorted out.
Our town had an outdoor musical event over the weekend. (I use the term 'music' loosely). Thankfully it poured down with rain on Saturday, so all the music was indoors. It finished at 2am, at which point I was woken up by drunken revellers staggering down the street. And then there was another lot. I spent the rest of the night awake. The weather was nice on Sunday, so the music was consequently louder. It only went on until 10pm, and I slept much better.
My mood has been low again ever since Sunday. I'm going away next Tuesday, and I don't want another bad Sunday before I go.