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gray new day
Jan. 2nd, 2004 01:56 pmFeeling flat today, unmotivated to do much other than read a good P.D. James mystery I found a few days ago. Z's at daycare today, B's at her office studying, I have lots of work I could do both personal and professional, but am so zoned out that I can't really seem to do very much of anything. Maybe that's allowed, though: perhaps I'm just taking a few hours off to be with myself, unaccountable to anyone for any particular thing, which is ostensibly what the holidays are for, no?
We just spent a couple of days and nights at a perfect little cottage in Bridgetown, Nova Scotia, to celebrate New Year's Eve, but returned last night to a house with an internal temperature of 8 degrees Celsius. It was frigid in here! I had arranged for a new order of furnace oil to be delivered in our absence, and while it was indeed delivered, it appears that we had sucked the tank dry prior to our departure which had created an airlock in the fuel line.
( How did I fix the problem? )
But despite my heroic home repairs last night, I still feel useless and drab today. I think I'll tidy up a bit, do the two major chores around here that need doing, and then go for a drive to run my errands. Maybe I'll feel better after that. Monday I return sadly to the grind of daily work again, and while I have some new ideas for efficiency and better time management for myself there this year, I still must admit to an almost utter lack of interest in outcomes at that job. After such a lengthy, wonderful experience working from home, I feel ill-suited for a daily commute in heavy traffic and the rigours of a management position.
Time to suck it up, methinks.
We just spent a couple of days and nights at a perfect little cottage in Bridgetown, Nova Scotia, to celebrate New Year's Eve, but returned last night to a house with an internal temperature of 8 degrees Celsius. It was frigid in here! I had arranged for a new order of furnace oil to be delivered in our absence, and while it was indeed delivered, it appears that we had sucked the tank dry prior to our departure which had created an airlock in the fuel line.
( How did I fix the problem? )
But despite my heroic home repairs last night, I still feel useless and drab today. I think I'll tidy up a bit, do the two major chores around here that need doing, and then go for a drive to run my errands. Maybe I'll feel better after that. Monday I return sadly to the grind of daily work again, and while I have some new ideas for efficiency and better time management for myself there this year, I still must admit to an almost utter lack of interest in outcomes at that job. After such a lengthy, wonderful experience working from home, I feel ill-suited for a daily commute in heavy traffic and the rigours of a management position.
Time to suck it up, methinks.
