A handful of days into unemployment and I am already disenchanted.
Not only do the days still run into each other as there is nothing to distinguish one from the next, but I am less productive than when I have less time. College had already taught me that I always manage to get everything done, and so why get things done when I can leave them to the last minute. Well, this philosophy is not doing me any favors now that there is no foreseeable “last minute.”
I am migrating my belongings into the small box I call a room, so my parents don’t evict me for taking over their living room, but other than that (and the applications, yes, I am sending) what am I doing? Approximately nothing of import.
It is enjoyable to a certain extent…no tasks on the good ol’ To-Do List. But I need some end in life. This is going to be the part where I become self-motivated when there is no general end to-which I must be motived, merely a generic fuzz-ball that signifies another area has been cleaned away and needs vacuuming.
As it is but 10:30, perhaps instead of aimlessly alternating between checking my email and the lack of updates on blogs I read, I’ll do something productive (however minor others may consider it).
Goals before I go to bed:
#1 – make progress on moving data to Good Reads
#2 – finish updating quote journal with quotes from one or two of several sources in progress
And maybe I’ll take a shower.
(Good heavens. I am quickly coming to an appreciation of why God has us work.)