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Last week I started a new job. Now I left my old job for a plethora of reasons but the most compelling (other than a massive lack of respect for the man in charge) was not being busy. I thrive on being busy. I do believe that idle hands are the devils playground and I know myself well enough to know that if I’m not busy I’m off looking for trouble.
My new job promised busy and it hasn’t failed to deliver in just under the week that I’ve been working there I’ve amassed nearly 10 hours of overtime already. I’ve been springing out of bed at ungodly hours and getting into the office ready to face the day and see what I can accomplish. It’s been brilliant.
However it’s meant that I’m knackered by the time I get home of an evening. Completely and utterly knackered. Not only am I doing big hours but I’m actually having to use my head for something other than trying to work out the best excuse for why I have to leave early because I’m so bloody bored. It’s exciting and it’s what I remember work used to be like.
The only fly in the ointment is that I actually have a life now, unlike the last time I dabbled with being a workaholic. I’m having to sneak in my nasal spray for the IVF drugs while I’m at work because I’m getting there so early. I’m having to work out the best way to maximise my day so I can find time to squeeze in my quilt class. I’ve had to schedule blog posts for various commitments out until the end of the year just so I don’t have to worry about working out how to do it from the office with no internet access. It’s quite the little juggling act going on in my head at the moment.
The house isn’t holding up to well from the change of focus either. Today as I sit here typing and I look around it looks like a house only a week away from being on Hoarders. Seriously, I’m going to need an intervention soon (or maybe just a cleaning lady). Something has to give in this equation and I always seem to find that it’s the cleaning.
Our meal plans and eating habits have also been hit pretty hard at the moment as well. It’s actually more concerning to me than the housework. I was enjoying having a meal to come home to when we were using the slowcooker to full advantage but at the moment we’re caught between the change of seasons and the lack of desire to battle the supermarkets after a long day in the office. But I’m going to fix that for tonight I plan to do our meal plan and the online shopping to support it. Simple.
Now if I could just find some motivation to do those things I should be set…
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You know what the small stuff will sort it’s self out…
Glad you have escaped the goblin and are enjoying the busy
Now I wonder if the adorable girl we have house sitting for us from tomorrow will clean this pig sty for us? Me thinks no she won’t ;(