To Quo, or not to Quo?

A few colleagues have either quit or looking for potential new jobs - along with our newest manager who finished his last shift with us on Saturday. Everything's changing at Quo. Again.

So we're getting another new manager. I don't think I can cope with the worry I went through just a couple of months ago over keeping my job/role/hours the same. I'm worrying that I may not get put on to do every shift like I am now, or that I might get demoted from Supervisor back to regular bar staff, which means my wage goes back down to 5 pounds an hour. Is it really worth it?

Obviously some of the others have weighed this up and said no, and they're going to be really missed by me. Quo is the only bar I've worked in, which probably isn't a good thing, but I love that place. I can't see myself anywhere else. But I feel like shit. I really do. 

(Top left photo) Me and Liam a few months ago sat on our settee in the daytime. 
(Bottom left photo) Us last week on only night off a week together. After being promised a 'cute' night together, I got this at half past 8 instead.

Four shifts a week doesn't sound hard at all, but I feel like I'm only here on earth to work at the moment. Forget eating and sleeping - Quo is calling. I'm sick of missing countless things I've been wanting to do because I've slept through the day and I'm lucky I got up in time at all  for something to eat.

 The last couple of days I've tried to get up earlier to go and sit in a beer garden with my boyfriend, like any normal person my age. All I did was practically fall asleep in the warm sun then go home and go to bed before work. What's the point? 

A VS and a Jager bottle!

I'm a really fast reader and I love books. I'm really enjoying the second installment of My Mad Fat Diary whenever I get time to read - which is never. I'm also enjoying making some DIY vases from empty bottles at work.  I just wish I had the motivation to sit down and do them.

 I can't sleep properly anymore, I think my body constantly thinks it's only allowed to nap. It's no good getting tired at 10 o clock at night because I'll be wide awake come 4 o clock - and that's no good when I'm working at 10 the following night, ugh!

I WANT to do every shift at work but I feel so rubbish all the time. I don't want to drop any shifts but I don't want to feel so crappy either. Back in September, when I started, I assumed I'd get into some new sleeping pattern - I didn't. And now that uni is over, I'm still the same. I don't know how I coped with uni and work and it's only just finished! I feel like I'm going to blink and turn 40. 

Seriously, why do I enjoy working in a nightclub? Sometimes it's a real mystery to me.