Goddamn it.
One of these days I’m going to wake up feeling a little bit refreshed, better for having slept…
Anyway. Another shift of warehouse work (and not even the fun, physical exercise kind. The boring picking kind.) Then I need to bomb up the motorway and back for a couple of hours because someone left their phone in my car last night. They don’t have the internet, and I don’t know their address, so I’ll have to try and catch them at work.
Then rather than hanging around up there and meeting a friend, I’d better come back and sort put this teaching-qualification-application stuff that I’ve been kidding myself that I’m working towards. But anxiety and actually acting on intentions in a productive way, you know?
But then tomorrow I need to be up at 6 or earlier to get in a pre-work interview for a job in a corner shop. A friend of mine arranged it for me. He dropped out of Uni. Good for him.
And when it comes to hobbies, I haven’t really been feeling it lately. Same old issues. Same old solutions. Same old shit. I may take up Olympic fencing again, but the best training option (and least cunty people practising) is an hour’s drive away. OTOH that could replace my Wednesday night drive, as that doesn’t seem feasible (or worth it really) any more.
Or I could take up rock climbing. That seems cool, and I’d be good at it.
So yeah, the last few years feel like a mountain of debt and a waste of time, and I’m running on little sleep and lots of drudgery. So I’m implementing a rule - if interacting with someone leaves me feeling worse for it, it’s time to stop bothering with them.
Arsehole mode engaged.
