It may seem contradictory to claim that work has made me lazy, but it wouldn’t be untrue.
As the days turn into weeks, and almost a month of my internship has passed, I try to reclaim other aspects of my life. Up until now, I have just been to tired after work hours.
Honestly, I do my work well at the publishing house. It is comfortable and enjoyable work, but I don’t slack around. The rest of my days on the other hand, have instead turned to a hazy sort of toughness, as if I am walking through soft fudge and the gluey-ness of it holds me back. I eat well, sleep pretty well, drink way too much hot-chocolate and coffee and do not exercise. I deem the sugar and lack of movement to be the culprit. But after a couple of weeks of this, I have started to get into routine, and I think it’s time to get my shit together again.
I need to start working on my exam, it supposed to be in by the 30th, and so is the case with two assignments that are already delayed. I also need to write reviews for work, get a whole lot of apartment related paper-work done and write a 20 page draft on my thesis within the next two weeks.
Somehow, no matter how much I work, I always seem to be swimming upstream against a tide of deadlines, not to mention that all the stress and other non-school/work related things are weighing quite heavy on me lately.
I’ve kind of started to withdraw from people, which I had expected to be the case this autumn, since I barely have an internet connection to speak of when at my parents house (the computer there is fried) and apart from packed weekends in Uppsala that are mostly feverish parodies of socializing as of late, the only contact with people outside the office and home are with those who manage to time their lunch-hour with mine.
So I know that I am actually meeting quite a few people on a weekly basis, but it would be fucking nice to be able to spend more than an hour at the time with them and have the conversation go beyond what’s going on at Uni/work.
I wonder if I’m not cut out for a real job? Or maybe it just means I’m good at having a job, just need to get used to being a less available friend?
T. joked last week that perhaps I just needed a boyfriend to balance stuff out. I find it hilarious. How the Hell am I supposed to manage having one of those? As if life isn’t busy enough.
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