This semi-existence has made me lazy
Sep. 29th, 2020 10:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartTake a look at the utter monotony that is my so-called life... if you feel like getting bored to death, that is.
Every single morning I have to argue with myself for at least twenty minutes to drag my carcass out of bed. My alarm starts off at 8am and keeps repeating every 10 minutes - I used to get up at half past eight, but now BR changed its program and I have a zoo report at 8:45 already. Which means getting up earlier if I want to take a shower and make the beds (including Mum's) before. So far, I've succeeded, but it is a fight every day.
Actually, it take a special effort to persuade myself to take a proper shower each morning, instead of just a cat wash.
When it's shopping day, I come up with very "logical" arguments why I should skip it today and do it tomorrow instead. (Not that on the next day I'd be feeling more like doing it...) When it's done, I usually not good for anything for the afternoon, especially if I also had to do the cooking (like today).
Except of solving a few crossword puzzles, while the telly is running in the background.
When I get online in the late afternoon, I'm always so resolute to type up whatever I might have written on that day (or on the previous one or on the one before), and then make a journal entry, because I promised myself I'll make one each day, to prove that I haven't wasted said day. Instead, I haven't transcribed a word (again), I'm just making that journal entry, and I've spent all the time reading old![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
antigwenallies posts and playing Solitaire or Mahjongg.
I always promise myself to go to bed at a sensible time - at midnight the latest. Instead, I rarely go to sleep before 1 o'clock, sometime even later. A great deal later. And this pattern repeats itself - with very slight modifications - every day.
I know it's partially my fault. I should get my sh*t together, get better organized and do more useful things. I'm just too listless to make the effort. I don't do well without outside inspiration, and this just isn't the time for that. *sigh*
Every single morning I have to argue with myself for at least twenty minutes to drag my carcass out of bed. My alarm starts off at 8am and keeps repeating every 10 minutes - I used to get up at half past eight, but now BR changed its program and I have a zoo report at 8:45 already. Which means getting up earlier if I want to take a shower and make the beds (including Mum's) before. So far, I've succeeded, but it is a fight every day.
Actually, it take a special effort to persuade myself to take a proper shower each morning, instead of just a cat wash.
When it's shopping day, I come up with very "logical" arguments why I should skip it today and do it tomorrow instead. (Not that on the next day I'd be feeling more like doing it...) When it's done, I usually not good for anything for the afternoon, especially if I also had to do the cooking (like today).
Except of solving a few crossword puzzles, while the telly is running in the background.
When I get online in the late afternoon, I'm always so resolute to type up whatever I might have written on that day (or on the previous one or on the one before), and then make a journal entry, because I promised myself I'll make one each day, to prove that I haven't wasted said day. Instead, I haven't transcribed a word (again), I'm just making that journal entry, and I've spent all the time reading old
antigwenallies posts and playing Solitaire or Mahjongg.I always promise myself to go to bed at a sensible time - at midnight the latest. Instead, I rarely go to sleep before 1 o'clock, sometime even later. A great deal later. And this pattern repeats itself - with very slight modifications - every day.
I know it's partially my fault. I should get my sh*t together, get better organized and do more useful things. I'm just too listless to make the effort. I don't do well without outside inspiration, and this just isn't the time for that. *sigh*
