No one should have to work on a Sunday. I did, and I survived. I started to get annoyed and stressed out towards the end of the day but that was mainly because I was so hangry! Getting home and eating pizza quickly resolved this issue. I didn’t manage to do much in the way of productive activities tonight. I mainly sat and watched UFC and spoke with my housemates but my excuse today is it’s a Sunday and I’ve been at work. My excuse tomorrow may be very similar except obviously I’ll replace Sunday with Monday which is an equally difficult day to work. Arguably harder because you’re surrounded by more people who are miserable from having to be at work.
I’m trying to stay optimistic about my job. But I do need to start activitely trying to get out of it. I can’t use Anti-Depressants to mask something. I have to use them to get over something. My day job is currently the biggest obstical between myself and unaided happiness. It’s another thing I’m adding to the list of many things I have to do. I need to start prioritising and doing. I figure if I keep telling myself that and writing it in these blog entries eventually it will sink in. Or the people that read my blog will just start leaving comments telling me to get off my arse, put down the pizza, get off YouTube and start making things happen. I’m still relying too much on something just happening. Because sometimes things do just happen and they’re awesome. But I have to take more control of my life and put myself into situations where things can happen for me.
Next week is already set up to be a good week. After Monday, I have the rest of the week off (depending on holiday requests being granted ) and so I’m hoping to get a lot done. Whether I do or not is an entirely different issue but by the end of the week I want to have uploaded some podcast episodes and have written some different things other than this blog. Wish me luck… Or wish me commitment maybe… Wish me something.
Thanks for reading and I’ll speak to you tomorrow