I hate days where it feels like I didn’t do enough. A lot of brainstorming at work and less action meant that when I hopped in the van this afternoon to go home, I felt guilty. Work has a danger of encompassing my life when I should be reminding myself to lie down, relax, sit outside. I wish I could just put in my 7.5 hours of work and shut my brain down! I worked six days in a row last week, and immediately got sick. I’m all dramatic and coughy.
A diamond in the rough of the day - guess what was finally rereleased on DVD this week? THE ANIMALS OF FARTHING WOOD! I’m so excited to watch it in full. I loved it so much as a kid that my mum somehow borrowed the equipment to record our old taped-from-the-tv vhs copies onto DVD. The files are full of wobbled and static and cut out suddenly. Time to sit in my cosy fox jumper and get emotional over woodland creatures.
I am grateful for nostalgic pleasures. I’m grateful that I get to work with nice, funny people and we can all hate our jobs together. I’m grateful that I didn’t have to walk up the hill to my house today. I’m grateful that I still care, even when caring seems unrewarding. I hope I don’t stop caring. I am trying to feel more positive about life, since I realised how much energy I expend when I have a black cloud over my head. Gooey and warm inside with a crispy sarcastic shell, mmmm!
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