Reopening Fatigue
More of the usual about how I'd be happier if I wrote more but I don't and I feel my entire life has become incoherent. Or how it's like time has sped up. Eight weeks of reopening in and now I'm feeling like the fatigue is sinking in again. Though to be fair we are being very careful for daycare's sake. Sending kid to daycare is incaution enough, surely. But it's been such a big positive difference from the daycare shutdown. I expect there is more shutdown in the future and I dread that a bit. Also hope no one will get sick.
It's performance review time at work again. This is the redo of the process that was cancelled most of the way through six months ago. So instead of writing up a great twelve months, I'm writing up that plus six more months that were quite disrupted. And instead of going up for promotion again, I'm not. To be fair, doing that now seemed like a bit of a stretch six months ago. Maybe quite a bit. And maybe I should just be aiming to do well at my current level. And things are objectively good. But I still feel a bit stuck, and I've been on my main project for over twelve years now, and that's quite a bit. Which cuts both ways, I've got a lot of expertise and there's a lot I like about the work and the team.
Also, I have a bunch of urgent work this week that's been going way slower than I would like. For reasons, to be sure. But I'd like to be faster.
I've been sleeping poorly again this week, after many weeks of gradual (though bumpy) improvement.
What have I been up to over the past few weeks? It's a jumble. I've done some cooking. I watched all of Japan Sinks in like two settings a while back. I finished Paper Mario, though with a few things left short of 100% completion.
I went to Loyal Nine a few times, which has been my only dining out since March. They have a lovely wide-open cafe and patio, and as always everything they do is so beautiful. A juvenile sparrow there has gotten so familiar with people that it was stealing food from diners' plates as they ate. It surprised me by literally landing on my shoulder while I was waiting.
Julie and I celebrated our wedding anniversary with dinner at Oleana, brought home and rewarmed before serving. Still made for a nice special occasion meal. Arminda, the daycare caretaker, had Eris stay over for dinner so Julie and I could have a dinner date to ourselves, which was really nice of her.
Eris is really interested about what she was like as a baby recently and wants to spend a lot of time looking at photos. She's also become keenly aware of all the toys she doesn't have and is eagerly awaiting her birthday (in January, don't hold your breath kid). I'm trying to teach her to not let the fact that there will always be things she doesn't have mar the enjoyment of what she does have, even new toys she's just received. It's hard to have a conversation with other people when the kid's around, she really doesn't like it when other people are talking instead of focusing on her. She's succumbing a bit to quarantine fatigue, too, there's more asking about "when things reopen", wanting to know when that will happen, that she'll be able to do various things again when it does.
I guess I don't know if four's a harder age than three, hard to tell given the circumstances. Probably Eris is adapting to many of these challenges more readily than she would have a year ago. She is very high energy, though, and I am very not. This entry was originally posted on Dreamwith.
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It's performance review time at work again. This is the redo of the process that was cancelled most of the way through six months ago. So instead of writing up a great twelve months, I'm writing up that plus six more months that were quite disrupted. And instead of going up for promotion again, I'm not. To be fair, doing that now seemed like a bit of a stretch six months ago. Maybe quite a bit. And maybe I should just be aiming to do well at my current level. And things are objectively good. But I still feel a bit stuck, and I've been on my main project for over twelve years now, and that's quite a bit. Which cuts both ways, I've got a lot of expertise and there's a lot I like about the work and the team.
Also, I have a bunch of urgent work this week that's been going way slower than I would like. For reasons, to be sure. But I'd like to be faster.
I've been sleeping poorly again this week, after many weeks of gradual (though bumpy) improvement.
What have I been up to over the past few weeks? It's a jumble. I've done some cooking. I watched all of Japan Sinks in like two settings a while back. I finished Paper Mario, though with a few things left short of 100% completion.
I went to Loyal Nine a few times, which has been my only dining out since March. They have a lovely wide-open cafe and patio, and as always everything they do is so beautiful. A juvenile sparrow there has gotten so familiar with people that it was stealing food from diners' plates as they ate. It surprised me by literally landing on my shoulder while I was waiting.
Julie and I celebrated our wedding anniversary with dinner at Oleana, brought home and rewarmed before serving. Still made for a nice special occasion meal. Arminda, the daycare caretaker, had Eris stay over for dinner so Julie and I could have a dinner date to ourselves, which was really nice of her.
Eris is really interested about what she was like as a baby recently and wants to spend a lot of time looking at photos. She's also become keenly aware of all the toys she doesn't have and is eagerly awaiting her birthday (in January, don't hold your breath kid). I'm trying to teach her to not let the fact that there will always be things she doesn't have mar the enjoyment of what she does have, even new toys she's just received. It's hard to have a conversation with other people when the kid's around, she really doesn't like it when other people are talking instead of focusing on her. She's succumbing a bit to quarantine fatigue, too, there's more asking about "when things reopen", wanting to know when that will happen, that she'll be able to do various things again when it does.
I guess I don't know if four's a harder age than three, hard to tell given the circumstances. Probably Eris is adapting to many of these challenges more readily than she would have a year ago. She is very high energy, though, and I am very not. This entry was originally posted on Dreamwith.
comments are there.