Didn't that work out well...
Yeah, so much for updating more regularly again.
As soon as life kicks in, most of my good intentions go out the window.
I'm trying to settle into a new routine atm, figuring out working times and tasks for my new job, adjusting to the fact that I'll have to manage lots of my working time myself as I'm allowed to work from home most of the week (which is darling but also a little difficult if you have as much discipline issues as I do...) and the likes.
The job at the cinema is kind of nice, eventhough it's quite tiring. I worked last night until midnight, was asleep by half past two, got up again at eight to get the flat in a semirpesentable state (flatmate already left for the weekend early this morning, I'll leave after work and we don't want to come back into a mess), got myself ready, packed and whatnot.
Will head out to work from half past twelve till a quarter past seven, then (hopefully) catch my train that goes 19.39 from the main station. By 22.20 I'll be at Lenas place. In an ideal world, at least. Train personal is on strike (again... ) so I'm not sure whether everything will have recovered by tonight, but I dearly hope.
Next week is also nearly fully scheduled again.
I'd so love to simply go on holiday for a week or something.
I'll just try to stay awake as long as my shift lasts.
I'll be eternally grateful when it's sevenish and I can get ready to leave. Me. Needs. Sleep. And. Rest.
As soon as life kicks in, most of my good intentions go out the window.
I'm trying to settle into a new routine atm, figuring out working times and tasks for my new job, adjusting to the fact that I'll have to manage lots of my working time myself as I'm allowed to work from home most of the week (which is darling but also a little difficult if you have as much discipline issues as I do...) and the likes.
The job at the cinema is kind of nice, eventhough it's quite tiring. I worked last night until midnight, was asleep by half past two, got up again at eight to get the flat in a semirpesentable state (flatmate already left for the weekend early this morning, I'll leave after work and we don't want to come back into a mess), got myself ready, packed and whatnot.
Will head out to work from half past twelve till a quarter past seven, then (hopefully) catch my train that goes 19.39 from the main station. By 22.20 I'll be at Lenas place. In an ideal world, at least. Train personal is on strike (again... ) so I'm not sure whether everything will have recovered by tonight, but I dearly hope.
Next week is also nearly fully scheduled again.
I'd so love to simply go on holiday for a week or something.
I'll just try to stay awake as long as my shift lasts.
I'll be eternally grateful when it's sevenish and I can get ready to leave. Me. Needs. Sleep. And. Rest.