It’s almost the end of another year. And it probably says something that wordpress updates more often than I post here.
I have about a week and a half until I go back to work, and then a week and a half until I get three weeks off. And it would be really nice if the whole christmas thing was over and done with already. It would be even nicer if I had energy and motivation, too.
Yep. I have a blog. Because I have so much to say.
Have I bitched about work on here before? Split shifts are a pain in the arse, but possibly not as much of a pain in the arse as the erratic shifts. I’m not entirely decided on that, though.
Short notice of the roster for the following week is still annoying. Today I got a copy of the roster for next week; there were no real surprises. On the other hand, the weekend for that week isn’t actually filled in yet – there are bookings that probably need to be covered, but nothing actually put down for them. The relatively late notice is actually fairly normal; the weekend bookings being blank is actually worse than normal. On the bright side, it won’t affect me unless part of my rest of the week is modified. On the down side, that bright side has that “unless” in it…
Since my last post I’ve moved into a new flat. I have more space and don’t have to share facilities with other people. On the down side it’s more expensive and I had to actually arrange utilities on top of that, plus it’s harder to heat.
I’ve been here for perhaps a month and a half now, and most of my stuff is still in disorganised piles, especially the books. I should do something about it, but I never seem to have energy or motivation when I’m home.
Otherwise, these last few weeks I’ve been quite tired and sleeping poorly. I’m not sure why, but it’s possible that it’s partly because I’m reading too late and not getting enough sleep. I don’t think that’s all, though, since if it were then I would’ve been screwed for pretty much my entire life to date (or at least even more so).
Lately I’ve been having trouble sleeping. I suspect this is partly due to stress – I’m living beyond my means this fortnight, I had to move offices on Monday (not enough offices for the number of staff, so I’m now sharing an office with the tutors), I’m thinking about moving flats, I have maybe another fortnight to get a computer lab tidied up and ready for classes, one of my jobs will have significantly fewer hours this year, and the other is on a contract which finishes at the end of November and will need significant justification to the division to renew.
So basically, stressed. Also not really eating well, possibly also due to stress, but possibly also due to depression.
Still single, still a little neurotic, somewhat paranoid, and with relatively low self-esteem.
On top of this, my knee has been hurting for pretty much over a year now, some days worse than others, and you get me not enjoying my life very much.
Dancing has restarted, which is nice, but I’ve been too tired and out of sorts to really enjoy it. Plus it’s hard to deal with people when I’m feeling tired. Which would be less of an issue if I didn’t still feel tired even after getting over ten hours of sleep (not that the ten hours of sleep has happened particularly often…)
With regards to nutrition, I’ve tried adding more carbohydrates into my diet, but this doesn’t seem to have helped much with energy levels. I suspect the lack of energy is down to erratic eating patterns, stress, depression, and general lack of sleep. It may not help that I stopped taking vitamin D supplements regularly over a month ago.
I need sleep.
One of the things I hate about my current living situation is that it seems to be a good example of the tragedy of the commons. And what I mean by that is that nobody takes responsibility for keeping the shared areas clean, and there’s at least one jackass who doesn’t bother cleaning up his own messes.
Today I mopped the kitchen floor and cleaned the toilet. Both have needed doing for some time. There was some spilled milk under the fridge which had hardened and stank somewhat. This hadn’t been overly noticeable until the last couple of weeks since the waste disposal unit hadn’t been working for months and some idiot was throwing crap in it despite knowing it wasn’t working.
I don’t like cleaning, and I hate cleaning up other peoples’ messes.
On the bright side, the place is now closer to being in a fit state for inviting friends around. Hmm… I wonder where I can find some of those…