Do you ever get the feeling...
...that you can't do anything right?
I'm trying to put myself back onto a day schedule.
(For those of you who haven't known me for ages, I function much better on a schedule that involves not being conscious during the daylight AM hours. As in I both think and sleep better when I don't go to bed until 4 or so in the morning. This does not work well with a teaching schedule, unfortunately.)
I'd rather not do it cold turkey again, so I thought I would gradually shift myself back to daytime consciousness .... went to bed at 2. Lights were actually out and computer closed down by half 2.
Was still tossing and turning after 4.
Sigh.
But I did manage to regain consciousness at 11 without the use of an alarm, so I'm getting better...ish.
It was Tracy's bday yesterday.
I sent her an ecard (I don't know her folks' address to send an actual card, and her gift is here...I don't want to mail it if at all possible, as it's potentially breakable).
Turns out she doesn't open any ecards, as that is what crashed her old computer. Oh.
I didn't call because she's been very annoyed with me recently, and I figured the last thing she would want is me bugging her in an unignorable fashion on her bday. Nope, wrong on that count as well.
So now she thinks I didn't even send her a card or an email or gift or anything. Great friend am I, eh?
Still no idea what's going on with the housing thing.
Part of me wants to just book a ticket down to Dunstable, call up a couple housing agencies, go down, see the places, and pick one. Sign the bloody paperwork and be done with it.
Another part of me thinks moving in with Nicky or Emma would be a much better plan, for a few months anyway. That way I have a built-in support system while I'm trying to adjust to the area, the school, my uni course, and everything else.
Of course, it would help immensely if I could actually meet Emma...
Nicky said she was away for the first week of the holiday, but she'd contact me when Emma got back and we'd plan a day together in London.
It's now the end of the second week.
Still no contact.
Speaking of no contact, I still haven't heard about my work permit.
According to the official website, it should take two weeks to get that sorted.
It's now been 2.5.....
I know, I shouldn't worry about it too much yet, but........ gargh!!!
The past week I've felt like I've got so much to do I'm drowning.
I haven't looked at any of my stuff for September yet.
I haven't packed anything b/c I need to sort it first -- but haven't started that yet either.
*seethes at self*
I feel like I'm not really getting a holiday - I just want to rest, but I feel so guilty about doing that instead of all the other stuff that needs to be done that I'm not actually resting at all :(
Right - so the active plan for today: make a list of everything that needs to be done in the next month. Label them A/B/C (it's a procrastination-tackling technique -- don't worry, I know what I mean!) and assess how many of each I've got. Then get started. Yeah. Go me...
I'm trying to put myself back onto a day schedule.
(For those of you who haven't known me for ages, I function much better on a schedule that involves not being conscious during the daylight AM hours. As in I both think and sleep better when I don't go to bed until 4 or so in the morning. This does not work well with a teaching schedule, unfortunately.)
I'd rather not do it cold turkey again, so I thought I would gradually shift myself back to daytime consciousness .... went to bed at 2. Lights were actually out and computer closed down by half 2.
Was still tossing and turning after 4.
Sigh.
But I did manage to regain consciousness at 11 without the use of an alarm, so I'm getting better...ish.
It was Tracy's bday yesterday.
I sent her an ecard (I don't know her folks' address to send an actual card, and her gift is here...I don't want to mail it if at all possible, as it's potentially breakable).
Turns out she doesn't open any ecards, as that is what crashed her old computer. Oh.
I didn't call because she's been very annoyed with me recently, and I figured the last thing she would want is me bugging her in an unignorable fashion on her bday. Nope, wrong on that count as well.
So now she thinks I didn't even send her a card or an email or gift or anything. Great friend am I, eh?
Still no idea what's going on with the housing thing.
Part of me wants to just book a ticket down to Dunstable, call up a couple housing agencies, go down, see the places, and pick one. Sign the bloody paperwork and be done with it.
Another part of me thinks moving in with Nicky or Emma would be a much better plan, for a few months anyway. That way I have a built-in support system while I'm trying to adjust to the area, the school, my uni course, and everything else.
Of course, it would help immensely if I could actually meet Emma...
Nicky said she was away for the first week of the holiday, but she'd contact me when Emma got back and we'd plan a day together in London.
It's now the end of the second week.
Still no contact.
Speaking of no contact, I still haven't heard about my work permit.
According to the official website, it should take two weeks to get that sorted.
It's now been 2.5.....
I know, I shouldn't worry about it too much yet, but........ gargh!!!
The past week I've felt like I've got so much to do I'm drowning.
I haven't looked at any of my stuff for September yet.
I haven't packed anything b/c I need to sort it first -- but haven't started that yet either.
*seethes at self*
I feel like I'm not really getting a holiday - I just want to rest, but I feel so guilty about doing that instead of all the other stuff that needs to be done that I'm not actually resting at all :(
Right - so the active plan for today: make a list of everything that needs to be done in the next month. Label them A/B/C (it's a procrastination-tackling technique -- don't worry, I know what I mean!) and assess how many of each I've got. Then get started. Yeah. Go me...