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What's on my mind.... |
| Missed a few days. Didn't feel like writing anything here. Not much was going on. This time thing is messing with me. Doesn't seem like it should be as late as the clock on the wall says it is. Funny how a one hour shift messes so much with that inner clock, especially when the shift is forward. Even though I know full well that I am supposed to cherish and enjoy each day to which I am allowed to wake, I find Sunday, especially Sunday evenings, mildly depressing. Sunday is the lead-in to Monday, the first and worst day of my work week. I absoutely detest Mondays. It is becoming increasingly hard to get up for them and to climb back on the monotonous treadmill from which I readily hopped on the previous Friday. I really shouldn't complain. There are people who would love to be in my position. I have the job that I went to school to do. I've been judged reasonably competent at it by those who, I'm told, matter, even if at times it doesn't seem so, based upon some of the output that comes my way. It pays the bills, and I have weekends, holidays, and summers off. Not a bad gig when I look at it written down like this. But in reality, none of it makes my Mondays any easier to do, nor does any of it make Sunday evenings any less gray. |
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