a brief wheezinggirl complaint
Okay guys, I'm going to rant for a few. Not really rant, just get some things off my chest. I'm going whine. I'm going to make excuses. And then I am going to go about my merry way. If you care not to read it, please move along. Otherwise, enjoy the following rare glimpse of a bitchy Wheezy.
I must first begin by saying that I love my job. I really and truly genuinely love my job. I do not hate it in any way. I love my boss. I love my co-workers. This post/rant/complain/whine is only peripherally about my job.
See, I leave my house at 7:30 am to get to work on time. I get home from work at approximately 6:15pm. At that time, I eat dinner and generally decompress. I go to bed at 10am so I can get up in the morning with enough time to exercise and get ready for work (6am).
Working a regular schedule is killing my creativity. Yes yes yes...I know this is just an excuse. Lots of people do lots of creative things and hold down real adult people jobs all the time. But, that is just how I fell right now. When I was in Michigan for the holidays, I felt *really* juiced and really creative. I had ideas for projects left and right. I got home, I got back to work (which is awesomely busy which means lots of commission) and now I feel drained again.
Ad to that the other extra curricular activities that I do, and that eats up more time. I don't want to give those up at all, either. The only night that doesn't have anything going on is Wednesday. And don't even mention all the mundane lifey stuff that I have to do each week - laundry, cat baths, vacuuming.
This morning I got up a half an hour earlier to do some writing. I did, and it was okay but 5:30 is god-awful o'clock. Not exercising is not an option. I need to be healthier and if I don't force myself I don't do it either.
Working part time would help. I don't have the financial luxury of doing that right now. We are working on simplifying our lives, so that may be an option in the relatively near future.
I'm just frustrated. When I wasn't working over Christmas, the creative juices were flowing like mad. Now that I am working, I'm back in the rut. I just don't have enough hours in the day. Writing at work is not an option either (save this little rant) - I just don't have that kind of job.
So, like I said I am just ranting a bit. I realize these are excuses. I just don't feel like I have enough hours in the day. I am sure I am the only person in the entire world that has ever felt this way, too. I'm not typically a complainer. I don't suffer from any sort of depression. I am just frustrated. I am working toward making a difference in my own life, though, so hopefully at some point I can move forward. I just needed to rant a bit. Pats on the back, chucks on the shoulder and edifying comments are welcome.
Thanks for listening. I do so appreciate it.
I must first begin by saying that I love my job. I really and truly genuinely love my job. I do not hate it in any way. I love my boss. I love my co-workers. This post/rant/complain/whine is only peripherally about my job.
See, I leave my house at 7:30 am to get to work on time. I get home from work at approximately 6:15pm. At that time, I eat dinner and generally decompress. I go to bed at 10am so I can get up in the morning with enough time to exercise and get ready for work (6am).
Working a regular schedule is killing my creativity. Yes yes yes...I know this is just an excuse. Lots of people do lots of creative things and hold down real adult people jobs all the time. But, that is just how I fell right now. When I was in Michigan for the holidays, I felt *really* juiced and really creative. I had ideas for projects left and right. I got home, I got back to work (which is awesomely busy which means lots of commission) and now I feel drained again.
Ad to that the other extra curricular activities that I do, and that eats up more time. I don't want to give those up at all, either. The only night that doesn't have anything going on is Wednesday. And don't even mention all the mundane lifey stuff that I have to do each week - laundry, cat baths, vacuuming.
This morning I got up a half an hour earlier to do some writing. I did, and it was okay but 5:30 is god-awful o'clock. Not exercising is not an option. I need to be healthier and if I don't force myself I don't do it either.
Working part time would help. I don't have the financial luxury of doing that right now. We are working on simplifying our lives, so that may be an option in the relatively near future.
I'm just frustrated. When I wasn't working over Christmas, the creative juices were flowing like mad. Now that I am working, I'm back in the rut. I just don't have enough hours in the day. Writing at work is not an option either (save this little rant) - I just don't have that kind of job.
So, like I said I am just ranting a bit. I realize these are excuses. I just don't feel like I have enough hours in the day. I am sure I am the only person in the entire world that has ever felt this way, too. I'm not typically a complainer. I don't suffer from any sort of depression. I am just frustrated. I am working toward making a difference in my own life, though, so hopefully at some point I can move forward. I just needed to rant a bit. Pats on the back, chucks on the shoulder and edifying comments are welcome.
Thanks for listening. I do so appreciate it.