Busy busy busy

Oct 04, 2010 10:22

I apparently no longer take pleasure in keeping a daylog. I did it for years. Even at my busiest, I still carved out a slot in my day to keep track of what had gone on, no matter how mundane. And now more than a month has gone by before my last entry. Huh.

Most days/weeks have been the same: more time at work than at home. It's paying off on the money front, more or less, which is nice. I've been able to buy new clothes, buy things for the house, and put money into savings. I've been able to go out to dinner and treat people, or buy a bottle of wine (or two) if it suits me. I'm not completely worry-free when it comes to money, but it's nice to not be pulling my hair out about it. I know I could be better (example: I did not need the manicure of this past Friday, especially since I've already chipped the polish badly on two nails), so I will strive to be so. Things are beginning to balance out, though, at least in regards to my own finances, and I feel better about money-related things.

I've been emotionally stressed out both at work and at home. I do a fair job of faking it at Target, since people there really don't know me and it's easy to fake being happy if you try hard enough and are busy enough. It's harder to do at Cathedral, where people know me a bit better and spend more extended time with me. Ricardo even flat out said he was worried about me at a time I thought I was hiding things rather well. I always let things bother me too much and I always get too caught up in things, and I know I'm doing it again in regards to Cathedral work and some issues at home. They'll all work out. They won't work themselves out, so to speak; I will have to put the work into making them work out. But they will.

In the meantime, I will spend my days as I often do when they get difficult: perservering and looking forward to fun things. It's fall, which is always nice. Our one year anniversary is fast approaching. More things will come up to look forward to, as they always do, and the fact that I'll be able to enjoy them will make it all worthwhile.

Back to worky #1. Thank God for No Organist Mornings. I realise I've just jinxed myself.

perserverance, brain full, worky

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