Woke up late this morning and then laid in bed longer than I should have trying to decide if it was worth seizing another day for myself by calling into work. As nice as the sixth day in a row of relaxing would have been, I decided I didn’t need the guilt and made my way reluctantly and riddled with angst to work.
I was sure it was going to be a bad day but if I’m honest, it didn’t turn out even half as bad as I feared. I think waking up early isn’t easy, and with all the extra work and the last-minute schedule changes, I’m just feeling extra anxious and pessimistic. Plus, I’m returning from a not-long-enough-by-far vacation and I’m missing some of my favorite coworkers who have left for brighter opportunities.
Day-to-day things are hard, but they aren’t bad. I just need a new groove, that’s all.
And the truth is, there was a lot of good today too. I made progress on all fronts including blogging, wedding planning, reading, and in my social norms course. I also realized that even though I don’t consider myself much of a morning person there is a part of me that kind of likes how I feel after I get through that first “getting ready for the day” stage.
It’s possible that is my most productive time and I never knew it until now. I’m working out how to use it to my advantage considering normally I’m working hard at my day job then.
Anyway, my point is that nothing is ever as bad as I think it is or will be and I actually enjoy a lot more of my day-to-day life than I like to admit.
These entries are inspired by the journal posts of Thord D. Hedengren