I just have one question. How can someone who does so little all day be as exhausted as I am right now? I mean really. This is a bit ridiculous. I can hardly keep my eyes open. I even went to bed early last night. I don't work hard at all. In fact the hardest part of the day for me is figuring out what I want for lunch and getting Marge to shut-up about how cold she is. Everyday, all day about how her hands "are like ice". Jesus fucking Christ give me a break. I suppose I could start exercising or something but even though they say it gives you endorphins or whatever I am convinced it will just make me more tired. I am turning the big 2-4 Saturday so no major life decisions will be made until then. When I procrastinate I like to give myself dates in which the procrastination must stop and thinking about doing something about whatever it is must start. Sort of like a snooze button on life. So I don't have to think about anything until my birthday is over. Well, not really even until the Monday following my birthday. Sunday is after all the day of rest.
Anyway let's just hope I make it to the weekend. It is really fucking freezing outside today. But apparently I have no concept of what the temperature is outside when I wake up because I decided to wear a skirt today. I am determined not to let this weather keep me from looking cute! But I am not exactly looking forward to the walk to the train.
I really don't know where this exhaustion comes from but it is starting to take its toll. At least no one has come up to me and said "you really look tired." That is always so rude. But a few more days of this...whatever this is, and people will be talking. Honestly I have been kinda messed up since happy hour last WEDNESDAY. I must look like a crazy person. My hair has been all out of place ever since I got this haircut and as Katherine pointed out I need to use more conditioner. But she just doesn't understand the nature of curly hair. Conditioner can only do so much. Anyway I feel like shit and I fear it is going to start to show soon.
Hopefully I will get a full 9 hours of sleep this evening with no interruptions. I will have to remind the roomie not to slam the door so hard in the morning. I wish I could remind whoever it was looking through the trash at 5:00am right outside my window last night, not to do it so loudly. But the lack of sleep isn't the only thing that is making me tired. It is the realization of how much work life is. Just simply maintaining sanity is hard enough. Forget it if you have actual responsibilities like kids or a "real" job. No wonder people go crazy. It isn't easy. Sometimes I see those little kids all bundled up in their strollers and think, they don't know how good they have it.
Erin and I were discussing how much energy it takes to simply live. Waking up, going to work, eating, buying toothpaste, changing light bulbs, doing laundry, paying bills, buying new Brita filters, the list goes on and on. Life is just non-stop with lists of things that need to get done. How ironic that the only time I don't have to actually get things done is when I am at work. It is once I leave here that the work actually starts. So we should all give ourselves a big pat on the back for doing whatever we are doing well enough to still be alive and somewhere with a relatively stable internet connection.
I have still yet to see a penny from this Christmas bonus everyone is talking about. They always give one, they even sent a memo around about it. So what's the secret for? Can't you just tell us WHEN we are getting it so we can do our shopping accordingly? What if I had children to buy presents for. The delay has already meant that I can't order the gifts I want for my bosses in order for them to arrive on time. Oh well. That just means I have to physically enter a store and buy something. Can't remember the last time I did that. So I decided to get Andy some fish he really wants some for his office. He already has the tank and the food and it looks so sad and empty with no fish. He kept saying "next week 'we' are going to buy fish". "We" of course meant me. So I figured I might as well just buy the suckers and stick a card on his desk. He is very stressed out and fish might make him a little happy. Matt eats Subway all the time, so I think I will get him a gift card. I wish I could afford to get him something nicer but that will just have to wait for when he makes partner. The other two, well haven't quite figured that one out but Jake likes bikes so something with bikes. Well it is about time for me to punch out. Or at least turn my computer off very slowly and sneak out before it is actually 5:30. Marge doesn't like it when I leave early.
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