i think this is going to be a day i might regret.
because it was supposed to be hot today, i didn’t wear a jacket. now there is some serious cloud cover. i bet it’s going to rain. i’m also going to attempt an after-work workout schedule. thirty minutes of pure cardio before i go home. i’ve done it before, so it shouldn’t be too hard. i just hate sitting in the extra traffic which builds between four and five pm. especially when i’m all hot and sweaty. i need to remember to start bringing an extra bottle of water for the drive. *mental note*
i feel like i waste too much time. i’ve discussed this before, but it’s valid. last night i was sitting at home, eating my dinner, watching something stupid on tv. my balcony door was open and i could see the neighbours across the lane doing yard work. my first thought was “how can they be out there doing chores after work? aren’t they tired?” all i do when i get home is turn into a slug. *poof* hessie the magic gastropoda. i’m lucky if i can wash my dinner dishes or put in a load of laundry. i don’t go out. i don’t *do* anything. i watch tv or fuck around on the computer. i have an average of 5.5 hours between the time i get home and the time i go to bed on any given work day. i should use that time more efficiently. i should use it to study something or make something or go somewhere or talk to someone. but i don’t. i just sit there and contemplate my navel or, at best, read some stupid sci-fi novel.
doing the math, i spend an average of 10.5 hours every day either getting ready for, on my way to, at or on the way home from work and, on average, 8 hours sleeping. that 5.5 hours is all i have for me for days a week (fridays don’t count as i routinely blow the shit out of my sleep schedule in order to stay up late). i don’t do anything because i’ve somehow justified my sloth by waving up the tally of time i spend for work. “look! two-thirds of your waking day is used for someone else! you must now do nothing to compensate for all that something you do during that time!”
i need a new job. or at least some new hobbies. i think i’ll look at the summer session calendar and see if there are any courses i want to take at bcit. i need to exercise my brain. god knows my job doesn’t do it for me.
You could take up Scrabble as a hobby. There’s a club that meets in Vancouver Thursday nights at Holy Trinity Anglican Church.
Just your friendly neighborhood Scrabble evangelist talking. :)
Ooooh, that’s it, I’m moving to Vancouver! ;)
oh yeah… crying when you lose will go over really well with the scrabble geeks. =P
white rabbits? water? what kind of party were you going to?
Shush. I only cry over you!
Hessie, I can totally relate. I’ve been spending too much time at home too – doing “nothing”. And battling with the guilt – as if I should feel BAD for locking myself indoors to relax with no obligations to anyone else for a whole weekend or evening after work.
I keep telling myself I’m NOT a geek! I’m NOT! I just like me time! :) Is that so strange? Hope not.
scrabble! i love it!
let’s all(vancouver people, that is) meet for board games some day. risk! trivial pursuit! yay!
monopoly! =)
LA! LA! LA! LA! LA!
not listening! nothing wrong with doing nothing for five hours after work!
LA! LA! LA! LA! LA!
yes! monopoly and red wine!