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I wake up in the morning not because an alarm goes off and not because I'm tired of sleeping. I wake up because I'm thirsty or occasionally because I want a bad dream to end. Before looking at the clock, I usually try to guess what time it is, and I'd say 75 percent of the time, I'm pretty close.
My fist instinct usually is to turn on the computer, a habit of which I am not very proud. Once the computer is on, I could waste hours searching for interesting information. I'm sure I find any valuable information within the first five minutes, though. And then the time wasting begins.
My favorite mornings are the ones where I resist the urge to touch the computer. Then I am able to be somewhat productive. Being productive for me usually means cleaning or, on rare occasions, cooking. Because my schedule is so different from Scott's and because his is somewhat unpredictable, it's hard to find good times to cook. So I'm sad to say I don't cook nearly as much as I would like. I spend more time napping than I spend cooking. It's kind of terrible. I should really make the most of this terribly unbusy time in my life.
I wonder what life would be like if my schedule were different ... if I had to wake up by 7:30 every morning and could go to bed around 11:30 most nights. How would my priorities change? I probably would get less sleep, but I don't think I would mind.
When I'm staring at a computer screen, I'm probably either working or thinking about work. I check work e-mail from home almost every day, and on rare occasions (bad days), I even e-mail co-workers. Then I might spend some time researching other job opportunities. This is mostly pointless, since I told a supervisor I'd stay in Wausau until the end of July.
My dad taught me I shouldn't make promises I can't keep, but I'm still working on learning that lesson. The way I have been seeing it is that if I make a promise, I need to keep it. Sometimes I feel this way even if there are good reasons to break a promise I have made. I'm having trouble learning that I shouldn't even make most promises in the first place. I have made too many promises lately. I think I will keep the promises I have made, but I want to be more careful about making promises in the future.
Anyway, when I'm not looking at a computer screen, my life doesn't seem so boring. My to-do list keeps getting longer, and plenty of the things on the list are things I will enjoy doing.
One thing not on the list that I need to do is to learn patience. Now that I have worked at this newspaper for almost exactly a year and a half, I realize that never before have I spent so many consecutive months in one job. Maybe before moving on to a "dream job," I need to learn something about commitment.
My fist instinct usually is to turn on the computer, a habit of which I am not very proud. Once the computer is on, I could waste hours searching for interesting information. I'm sure I find any valuable information within the first five minutes, though. And then the time wasting begins.
My favorite mornings are the ones where I resist the urge to touch the computer. Then I am able to be somewhat productive. Being productive for me usually means cleaning or, on rare occasions, cooking. Because my schedule is so different from Scott's and because his is somewhat unpredictable, it's hard to find good times to cook. So I'm sad to say I don't cook nearly as much as I would like. I spend more time napping than I spend cooking. It's kind of terrible. I should really make the most of this terribly unbusy time in my life.
I wonder what life would be like if my schedule were different ... if I had to wake up by 7:30 every morning and could go to bed around 11:30 most nights. How would my priorities change? I probably would get less sleep, but I don't think I would mind.
When I'm staring at a computer screen, I'm probably either working or thinking about work. I check work e-mail from home almost every day, and on rare occasions (bad days), I even e-mail co-workers. Then I might spend some time researching other job opportunities. This is mostly pointless, since I told a supervisor I'd stay in Wausau until the end of July.
My dad taught me I shouldn't make promises I can't keep, but I'm still working on learning that lesson. The way I have been seeing it is that if I make a promise, I need to keep it. Sometimes I feel this way even if there are good reasons to break a promise I have made. I'm having trouble learning that I shouldn't even make most promises in the first place. I have made too many promises lately. I think I will keep the promises I have made, but I want to be more careful about making promises in the future.
Anyway, when I'm not looking at a computer screen, my life doesn't seem so boring. My to-do list keeps getting longer, and plenty of the things on the list are things I will enjoy doing.
One thing not on the list that I need to do is to learn patience. Now that I have worked at this newspaper for almost exactly a year and a half, I realize that never before have I spent so many consecutive months in one job. Maybe before moving on to a "dream job," I need to learn something about commitment.