Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: annoyances big and small, body weirdness, tales of woe
My hair is falling out. I’m naturally high strung and express stress in extreme ways, but this is a new low for me. Fortunately, a lot of stress comes from mental “To Do” List tickyboxes not having checkmarks in them, so yesterday I washed dishes, did a load of laundry, and scrubbed the bathroom sink and shower stall, which gave me some peace of mind. Plus, it stopped me from shuddering with revulsion when I looked at the shower stall.
The weird thing about that is that my shower stall wasn’t even that bad yesterday. I’ve seen much worse, and in better ventilated bathrooms. The shower stall in my childhood apartment apparently had mildew on the ceiling, and the one in my sister’s apartment was slick and black with mildew and one time when I was cleaning it the mildewy water splashed into my mouth. I wanted to kill myself. Instead I tried not to vomit took a freezing cold shower because the gas was shut off.
Continuing the efforts to raise morale and stop feeling so stressed out, I started a sewing project. My sweetheart came in with food, though, and there ended my attempts to relax myself because I am a slacker and he is better at it than I am.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: annoyances big and small, time management, work
The workplace is the worst place ever to actually get things done.
I have two jobs. Fortunately, they’re both at the same company. Unfortunately, they’re both at the same company.
When I clock in for my new position at the company, people think I’m there to do my main job. So I am frequently interrupted and unable to fully concentrate on my new job. This means that even though I was given today off, I brought some work home to make sure it would actually be done by tomorrow.
On the bright side, hard work is something I find satisfying.
On my weekends, I wake up early, do a few chores, and by noon have melted onto the couch to prepare for a nap. I try to be productive but am not surprised when I manage not to get anything done.
I don’t worry too much about time management at work because I’m already motivated to do my work as quickly as possible while still doing so correctly. At home, though, days pass by without me even noticing because I can be such a slacker when I’m not getting paid.
Today was my day off, and I had intended to keep myself on a schedule just to see if I could. I jotted a few things down after I woke up, and the schedule looked something like this:
6:00 wake up
. empty dish rack
. wash dishes
7:00 update budget
8:00 walk
. knit
9:00 do laundry
. clear table
10:00 decide what to cook
11:00 begin cooking
And so on. I got distracted after 8:00 by Glee. I still did laundry, cleared some of the table, rearranged my closet and washed the floors, though.
Trying to maintain a schedule was a useful idea for today and for future days off. I got a lot done and I didn’t succumb to afternoon lethargy. I even got rid of a surprising number of hair tumbleweeds.
