Yesterday was a complete time vortex. My body clock is still not properly reset and how can it be when I eat my lunch at 2 and my dinner at 8? Must get regimented over the weekend to fix. I hate being tired.
Thursdays essentially are - get in, get coffee, check emails, make sure world hasn't exploded, go to team meeting. Do small amount of work after meeting before pilates. Die in many different ways. Eat lunch whilst trying to focus yet feel faint from pilates in hot room, somehow it's 3.30 already. Rush around trying to do things. Home time.
I'm actually enjoying work a lot at the moment. I think that's mostly to do with feeling up to date with my filing, understanding how the systems work, what I need to do with the work I currently have on and what is expected of me. Keeping my desk clean is very satisfying and all these things are important to understanding how I can keep my personal motivation going. I noticed that even when procrastinating yesterday on big tasks, I was finishing up small ones like filing or replying to queries etc. Working in other words. A sure fire way to know I actually am enjoying things at the moment. And the workload is steady, not crazy. Though it *is* only the first week of January.
After work, I met up with crankynick
for coffee. We shot the breeze and talked shit and suddenly it was 8pm. Lots of good talk and food for thought. And about a billion things I should get off my arse and do. Course, I was knackered by the time I got home last night, answered some email, read and edited some reviews. And then it was time for my alien abduction scare.
Hopefully I will find time to be more productive this weekend. Though I am off to Shakespeare in the Park tomorrow night with my work crew. And random other things to do and people to see.
Time. Time. Time.
And all I wish for is that I could read faaaaaster!!!