Sunday musings
Sometimes it only takes a few hours of mundanity the mundane to pull me across the line from “OK” to “completely apathetic” and then to “really angry.”
In between folding laundry, washing windows, dusting books, preparing for a family dinner and working from home over the weekend, the mantra (as it were) I keep repeating is, “I am meant for something different. My life should be better.”
Now I just have to figure out how to make that change.
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Tomorrow, I get to work from home. I’ve got some large-scale InDesign work to complete — as well as three mammoth spreadsheets to review and update.
Now that I think about it, one day might not be enough, but I’m trusting that the peace and quiet of an empty house rather than the usual bustle of the office might allow me to get “in the zone” much more quickly and plow through what I have to do.
I do well working from home. I wish I could exercise as much self-discipline when it comes to exercise and physical health as I do with work… and as I did with papers and research in college and grad school. I’m a bit of an introverted endomorph, I suppose, and performing sedentary mental tasks is easier for me.
Anyway, I’m still quite tired from this weekend. I’m going to make some mint tea and settle in for the night. I wish the weather was more fall-like. Today was another day of almost 90 degree weather; I’m ready for fall and the wearing of colorful tights and new boots and long sleeves.
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