Outer body experience

So I have been making up for my own sheer laziness in the past 24 hours, and that has ultimately resulted in the demise of any sleep. I did go to bed at midnight with the best intentions, but the pressure of deadlines that I have put on myself has inhabited my brain and so I couldn’t switch off.

So now, I’m sulkily nursing a flask of coffee that is too hot to drink, and I’m trying in vain to reap some kind of vapor benefits. And working at my desk, by working I of course mean writing this. .an act that will bring me no closer to finishing my work, and is only exhausting what remains of my brain power.

Have you ever felt so tired that you feel only half present in everything you do?

Oh well, I won’t learn from this, expect a string of similar posts next week πŸ™‚

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Weekend “working” from home. .

So it has been no secret that this week I have been working from my house at a new job. Or should I say I have been struggling to work from home.

This last week has felt like being back at university, where everything else is the most appealing task. I now have a pristine bedroom, and have lost a shocking amount of money via Amazon. Curse you online shopping.

So I thought I could make someone else feel good about their achievements this weekend by sharing a few pictures of my lack of them. You’ll notice the the general theme of anything-other-than-workness.. πŸ™‚

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Having a bash at it.

Being drunk and blogging is something I am yet to do. How hard can it be to achieve a semi-decent post after a few bottles of vino? We will soon see..

Struggle #1: The effort of constantly deleting all my spelling errors. . .They are coming in thick and fast!

. . So I’m at my friends house having a casual drink, it has been SUCH a good day for sun, which in the UK is certainly something to celebrate. So I have done so by coming here and lounging in the garden with copious amounts of wine and aimless chatter.

Looking at the situation now, it’s 3am and I am secluding myself by writing this, nursing a gin and coke, and dreading the day ahead and all the work I am yet to do! I’m dubious about how much sense this makes to be honest, I feel like I should quit whilst I’m ahead..or just quit!

Jesus Christ. I am 23 and procrastinating work by drinking gin and wine.

Acceptable…or not?

Destined for failure

So, the sizeable mountain of work I have is still ever present..oops. it’s a gorgeous day so I decided to take it all outside into the garden, the change of environment can only be a good thing, yes?

Well. . No. Work set up, all nice and ready. I decided to go in and have lunch first. I came back to half chewed paper all over the floor and a completely shady looking dog with a completely pink face from the highlighter he had half eaten.

Fuck sake dogs.

Pre-dog attack. . .

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β€œI’m no good at anything. Not men. Not social skills. Not work. Nothing.”

So yesterday was an epic fail on my part. Come 6 o’clock I had a large glass of rose and the instant wave of happiness from that first cold sip was the decider that I am only a few public fuck ups away from being a 23 year old Bridget Jones.

I have had a slow start today, an undeserved lie-in. .a leisurely shower and well, I still haven’t done any work and its almost 2 pm. But. .there is still time for that! I have recently discovered the app ‘Evernote’, and whilst I think I may be incredibly slow to the table, I still am enjoying using it! I am one of those who gets so much joy from the planning, the list making. . highlighting, my god I love highlighting. It’s the task that I have spent three hours planning that I can’t be arsed taking on!

So with that reality looming, and taking on board that yesterday I did sweet FA. . I am going to make sure that today I definitely achieve at least two of things things off my latest Evernote list!

Right after food. . can’t think without food, so its all part of the task. . =)

Is it okay?

I have a building amount of grown-up things I need to do. I got as far as changing into daytime clothing (which usually I wouldn’t do if I am going to be at home all day).. but I just can’t bring myself to do anything I need to do.

I just want to sulk and mope and be sad.

So, is it okay to call the day a write off and just watch shit tv all day? Or am I being an absolute fanny. . don’t answer that.

Feeling proud

For the first time in a very, very long time I got on with some projects I had without getting distracted by things like Facebook and YouTube and WordPress and well, you get the idea. And what’s more of a step is that i didn’t let myself be beaten by a task I felt very unquallified to carry out. And Wellllll, it’s paid off:D I have just received feedback from the woman in charge saying my pieces looked great! So even if I don’t end up landing the job I’m still so proud of myself for a change!

πŸ™‚ lalalalala