Up late
So, I promised myself I'd go to bed at 11, since I've not been feeling great the past few days, but I'm up late again.
Still, I'll go to bed after this, and it's only 11:30 now anyway. I've got my dance class tomorrow, and I'm still not solidly decided on a prop for my act - perhaps my glasses. We're going to start learning the bumps & grinds, which is quite an impressive routine, if I do say so myself.
I haven't been sleeping well lately - instead of just dropping into bed and falling asleep I toss and turn. I just find not sleeping so irritating.
I have to take the minutes at the work meeting tomorrow which I'm sure I can do, I'm just really needing a break. At this point I'm actually hoping they don't renew my contract because I need a few weeks off to gather myself. If I was being melodramatic I'd say some days I don't know who that is, but the truth is that boxing myself inside identities and labels will only get me so far.
I'm really looking forward to the new season of house, but unfortunately currently lack the energy to flail at the truly epic proportions that it deserves.
Liz is in Alice Springs for the ALIA conference (it's a librarian thing) so I'm not going to worry her by getting down. She deserves to enjoy every minute of her free trip :)
I'm doing claims at work at the moment, which is like pulling teeth. I am so sick of searching, and to make matters worse voyager was down this morning so all I was really doing was laying groundwork. I want to do something creative with my life, but I need a plan and no debts before I jump in.
At least Canberra no longer feels like it's in girl drought. I just need to be a little more assertive, or something.
I should go and pack my bag for tomorrow. And come up with some kind of strategy for surviving work. At least I get paid on Thursday. I'm going to buy some wool because I've been knitting but I only have the flutter stuff and I want something more suitable for chunky knits.
Still, I'll go to bed after this, and it's only 11:30 now anyway. I've got my dance class tomorrow, and I'm still not solidly decided on a prop for my act - perhaps my glasses. We're going to start learning the bumps & grinds, which is quite an impressive routine, if I do say so myself.
I haven't been sleeping well lately - instead of just dropping into bed and falling asleep I toss and turn. I just find not sleeping so irritating.
I have to take the minutes at the work meeting tomorrow which I'm sure I can do, I'm just really needing a break. At this point I'm actually hoping they don't renew my contract because I need a few weeks off to gather myself. If I was being melodramatic I'd say some days I don't know who that is, but the truth is that boxing myself inside identities and labels will only get me so far.
I'm really looking forward to the new season of house, but unfortunately currently lack the energy to flail at the truly epic proportions that it deserves.
Liz is in Alice Springs for the ALIA conference (it's a librarian thing) so I'm not going to worry her by getting down. She deserves to enjoy every minute of her free trip :)
I'm doing claims at work at the moment, which is like pulling teeth. I am so sick of searching, and to make matters worse voyager was down this morning so all I was really doing was laying groundwork. I want to do something creative with my life, but I need a plan and no debts before I jump in.
At least Canberra no longer feels like it's in girl drought. I just need to be a little more assertive, or something.
I should go and pack my bag for tomorrow. And come up with some kind of strategy for surviving work. At least I get paid on Thursday. I'm going to buy some wool because I've been knitting but I only have the flutter stuff and I want something more suitable for chunky knits.