Full Tilt

Well, I am swamped, still. I'm working my way through the extra work for my volunteer position. With luck, one of the outstanding works will be done today. Perhaps, if I'm not entirely wiped out tonight, two.

Which must be done in between other projects for other people I have due at the writing of this (namely a blog post I need to write, and get in tonight some time. I'm not sure what I'm going to write about. I'm a little stressed about it). Edit to add: the blog post never got written. I crashed hard once I got home yesterday and slept and slept. Post-Covid fatigue is very real. I hate it.

But, I am making progress there, so that's nice. I really wish I wasn't working full time on another job. I feel like I would be so much more useful and reliable if I could afford to... not have to be at this desk for eight hours a day, five days a week.

Maybe in a little bit that will be the case. Knock on wood.

I recently read an article (and by recently, I mean literally five minutes before writing this post) about how much better for both the company and workers a four day work week is. I know it's been talked around in some circles, much like Universal Basic Income (which I also think should be a thing), and I really want it to become a thing. Would it be enough to ensure I get everything done I want?

No, not really. But it would help. A lot.

In other news, life is trucking along. It doesn't feel like a new year to me, largely because I have done none of the usual social rituals we tend to do to close out the old year and welcome in the new. I'm going to be integrating new things slowly, but there isn't really a feeling of a definitive new start. That makes me a little sad.

There's something fun and exciting about a new beginning. It might be an arbitrary threshold, but there is some genuine significance to sitting in the liminal space and planning out what's to come, or centering ourselves and focussing on our hopes and dreams, and perhaps how we intend to achieve them.

This didn't really happen for me at New Year's so I'm going to make my own New Year's celebration later this month. I'm thinking that maybe I'll do the work I usually do New Year's Eve on the eve of the Chinese New Year (so, the evening of the 28th). It is the year of the Wood Snake, which, according to my astrology will be a relatively good year in my career; so long as I continue to put in the work.

Snake and Pig are not good matches, so I was a little surprised by that aspect of the astrology post I read on the internet (which must be true). Look, things have been rough for a while now, so I'm clinging to whatever offers a little hope, m'kay?

​This is really just a nonsense blog post to let you know that I'm still here, stilly kicking, and plugging away at all the things that should have been done before January 1st. Thanks for bearing with me as I figure myself out!

I hope you're all well.

Slán go foill!