Feel like I am starting too many daily threads recently. Am I starting too many?
Woken up unreasonably early, but hopefully this means I get to the pharmacy when it is quiet and maybe I’ll even brave a foray into Lidl (haven’t been since before lockdown). Then try to spend the rest of the day not being too moody because I didn’t get enough sleep.
No, not at all. There are effectively 12 daily/evening threads a week to start (assuming that nobody starts a Saturday or Sunday evening thread) and there’s only a handful of people who start them, so I think you’re good.
Pretty much the same as every other weekday. Though I don’t have as many meetings this week. I’d like to say that I’ve spent my week being productive and catching up on other stuff, but really I’ve just faffed around as per usual. We’re in a state of limbo at the moment as we’re waiting for a funding announcement.
Doing my first proper working day in… four months? Wild. Really nervous, can’t wait to get it out of the way. Woke up really early as is customary on big days.
It’s also payday so that takes the sting out of it a little.
Been to Morrison’s to get some beer for tonight
Saw that Morgan’s spiced rum was on offer so got two bottles of that.
I picked up the wrong size that wasn’t on offer so spent £40 on 2 bottles of rum I was only getting because it was on offer and I didn’t really want. Social distancing queuing meant i couldn’t be arsed telling them I no longer wanted them.
Anyway going to the supermarket at 7am and buying £50 of alcohol while wearing dirty joggers and a wrestling tshirt then getting them to price check things causes everyone to think your a proper old school alchy.
I’d bet my last pound that you could poll every user of this site and not find a single one thinking, “fl is starting too many threads.” Not a thing.
I’ve had no work at all to do for a couple of weeks, to the point where I had to call my boss (never call my boss) to ask for work (against my moral code). He had nothing for me. Now, all of a sudden, I have All The Work. Sudden deadlines, weird amorphous projects that have cropped up from nowhere, bits of other people’s jobs, all have fallen into my lap. I’m living in a really shit fable. The moral of the story is if you’re getting paid to sit in your pajamas watching wrestling and eating cheese then just get on with it ffs.
Morning all. Everyone on the bus was wearing a mask
No managers are in today so I’m not doing any work today. Might get a takeaway pizza from somewhere for lunch and selfishly eat at my desk while getting dirty looks. Feel like pissing people off today.
Up watching paw patrol currently. Weather looks grey again but not too bad. Might get out for a proper walk later. Tesco shop to do. Chances of a takeaway are high despite me trying to watch the calories currently.
The Child was up at 3.30 and then 6.30. I’m feeling sub-prime as a result.
I plan to spend some of the morning tidying up papers and admin from the office. Probably leftover fennel and sardine pasta for lunch even though I’d currently hurt someone for a good burger.
Should probably go for a run (it has made me feel better in the past) but cannot even remotely be cba.
A job I applied for has not shortlisted me for interview so I’m going to see if the automatic recruitment email will allow me to request feedback.
Completely and utterly addicted to watching Brad Mondo videos (critiquing lockdown haircuts/dyes) and Bailey Sarian make-up videos (she does her make up while describing true crime cases)