Is this on?
I made a VOW to stay off facecrack and other social media for a week. It was doing my head in.
FOMO, brainweasels, anxiety, you name it. (Yes I have low-dose meds. yes I have an appointment for counselling. Some days are great, some days are a struggle. Moving on.)
Did I last? About half a day. Because messenger. And if you're on messenger, guess what, you can see your facecrack and oh look.
(Full disclosure: I did just pick up a wedding gig in late October by cruising past a friend's shout-out for a soprano with a particular piece of rep, but that's the sort of won-first-time-at-the-roulette-table-logic-that-justifies-the-gambling-habit.)
Also, I realised I've become ery very used to "composing" my day. Not quite 140-character Syndrome, but pretty close. Which, unless that's your actual job, eg, celeb, b/vlogger...is possibly not for the best.
I do have a performative online life - you can't be a performer and not go there - but I'm in a Let's Get Shit Set Up phase right now, including getting a new day job.
But whether people want to read it or not...I like to throw my writing "out there". So it's back to long-form we go.
To-do:
1. Get Day Job
2. Write thesis about performance of Richard Strauss' Vier Letzte Lieder (Four Last Songs) to finish off Master degree
3. Sell things because the govt payment for the funemployed doesn't even cover my rent
4. Use time "at home" to finish off The Great Decluttering
5. Get side hustle (see point 3) (may have a lead on this)
6. Finish off Sekrit Craft Project and get it out the door before the recipient (who was a baby when it was started) goes to University This entry was originally posted at http://catchmyfancy.dreamwidth.org/177913.html. Please comment there using OpenID.
FOMO, brainweasels, anxiety, you name it. (Yes I have low-dose meds. yes I have an appointment for counselling. Some days are great, some days are a struggle. Moving on.)
Did I last? About half a day. Because messenger. And if you're on messenger, guess what, you can see your facecrack and oh look.
(Full disclosure: I did just pick up a wedding gig in late October by cruising past a friend's shout-out for a soprano with a particular piece of rep, but that's the sort of won-first-time-at-the-roulette-table-logic-that-justifies-the-gambling-habit.)
Also, I realised I've become ery very used to "composing" my day. Not quite 140-character Syndrome, but pretty close. Which, unless that's your actual job, eg, celeb, b/vlogger...is possibly not for the best.
I do have a performative online life - you can't be a performer and not go there - but I'm in a Let's Get Shit Set Up phase right now, including getting a new day job.
But whether people want to read it or not...I like to throw my writing "out there". So it's back to long-form we go.
To-do:
1. Get Day Job
2. Write thesis about performance of Richard Strauss' Vier Letzte Lieder (Four Last Songs) to finish off Master degree
3. Sell things because the govt payment for the funemployed doesn't even cover my rent
4. Use time "at home" to finish off The Great Decluttering
5. Get side hustle (see point 3) (may have a lead on this)
6. Finish off Sekrit Craft Project and get it out the door before the recipient (who was a baby when it was started) goes to University This entry was originally posted at http://catchmyfancy.dreamwidth.org/177913.html. Please comment there using OpenID.