Tomorrow is the start of another work week for me. Hopefully it will go well. I’m brand new “in production” so it’s a little bit stressful at times because I don’t know what I’m doing yet. As time goes by I’ll get more and more comfortable, though. I know that.
My schedule is the only thing I’m not too pleased with job-wise. I still have Wednesdays and Thursdays off. Sure, it’s great having two days off in a row, but not so much in the middle of the week. I want Sundays and Mondays off. At the moment, though, there’s nothing I can do but be patient and hope that option will become available eventually.
I haven’t been sleeping well the past couple of days for some reason. Maybe I’m stressed out. I don’t know. My anxiety has been worse lately, but it feels kind of aimless. I can’t put my finger on what’s causing it to be so bad right now.
I think I’ll take a sleeping pill tonight, even though I hate how they make me feel groggy the next day.
I wish I had something interesting to write about, but I’ve got nothing. It seemed like it had been a while since I’ve written, though, so here I am. But since my thoughts are too scattered for me to write anything meaningful, I’ll just stop here.
It was nice talking with my mom today for a little while. I haven’t seen her in person for years now, but at least we can video conference. Is that the right term? I’ve heard of face time…but that’s a Facebook thing, right? Anyway, it’s always good to see her, but it would be nice to see her in person again someday. I don’t have any paid time off available at work today, I don’t like flying, and I don’t feel comfortable going to a dangerous part of the world at the moment. Maybe she’ll come here some time.
Next week my dad is going on a trip to his sister’s house for a week or so. So I’ll be kind of lonely being by myself. Having the birds around will definitely be better than nothing, although they’ll have to get used to going on fewer broom rides, once every couple of hours instead of once every hour. But even though I’ll be tethered to my computer, my headset cord is long enough that I can still lift the girl bird down from her closet so she can do her bombs-away on her cage top and put her back up in her closet or on a shelf or something. Greyball can climb up to a cage whenever he wants to, but I’ll put him up on his cage anyway during that week.
Take care everyone/.
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