Morning Person
It’s 7am on a Saturday morning and I’m awake. I’ve been up for a while now, which would be pretty normal if I had to work today. But, it’s my day off. I often attempt to sleep in, however getting too much sleep can make me tired all day.
The problem with being up so early is that it’s hard to be productive without making much noise. My husband will sleep until about 7min before he must leave for work, which limits the activities I can do in the bedroom until roughly 10am.
Slightly different topic – I’ve been more annoyed than usual at the sound of buzzing electrical white noise. I think that once everyone is awake it will be a music or movie filled day in order to drown out the refridgerator compressor.
Maybe I’ll pile on some warm clothes and go for a walk. It’d do me good to get away from all these devices for a bit.
Day 28 of 30
I’m soooo clooooose to the end of the month. I shouldn’t quit now, right? *sigh*
We’re currently talking about employment law stuff in my Monday night class, which is interesting. We focused a lot on sexual harassment tonight, and at one point the teacher asked the women to raise their hands if they’d ever been sexually harassed at work. About half the women raised their hands.
Half.
Half! That’s too many!
My arm went up since he didn’t specify that the harasser had to be a fellow employee. There were many times while I was working at the gas station that customers said inappropriate things. I can remember a particular conversation two of the mall maintenance guys were having about the shape of my backside… it clearly wasn’t intended to be a private conversation.
Sometimes I’m really glad I’m not in my twenties anymore, and sometimes I’m even glad that I’m out of shape because I encounter far less of that sort of attention.
Own Little World
The thing about social media that disappoints me most is that people rarely post things that make me think. For every hundred posts I see, maybe one actually makes me stop and ask questions. We’re each busy living in our own little worlds, our attentions flipping from one thing to the next, not taking the time to engage in deep thoughts or have conversations. I’m as bad or worse than everyone else when it comes to this sort of behavior. I’m more likely to post a YouTube video of The Muppets than a thoughtful paragraph on what appeals to me most about storytelling.
I wonder if all of this makes us feel a little more isolated than we would if we posted things that were honest and vulnerable. I wonder how I would go about changing this behavior in myself, and if there would be any reward for bothering.
Self and Mood
Everybody has their own version of who they think they are. And I’m fairly sure everyone’s vision of them self changes a bit based on their mood. When I’m having a good day, I can picture myself successfully taking on challenges, I look cuter in my bathroom mirror, and simple compliments light me up and give me energy. When I’m having a bad day, I see all the places where I might fail, and feel that anyone who trusts me to do a good job is seriously naive.
On the phone with a colleague today, he admitted making a minor mistake, and I told him it was ok and that everyone makes mistakes. He replied “But, I’m not everyone.” I knew exactly what he meant. My standards for myself are so high that sometimes I find it painful to make dumb errors. Sometimes it scares me off of trying hard things – I don’t like being the person who makes the mistakes, be they big or small.
Burning Questions
Why is it more fun to shop for home organization products than to actually organize my home?
What is it about public speaking that is so scary?
Is money or time more valuable to me? Does it depend more on how well I use each than on how much I have?
Does complaining about something without acting to make a difference ever really work for anyone?
If I sat here long enough, I bet I could come up with a list of at least 50 questions, but I’m tired. My fortune cookie at dinner said “There is always time for you to try a new path in life.” What a fun sentiment! I figure, as long as I learn from my mistakes along the way, there’s no reason not to try new things. It might do me good to get in over my head once in a while.
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