Feeling a little worn and tired at the moment, and it’s only the third week of January. About the only thing I’ve been keeping up with online is my 365 days project. Last week the feet were in focus, despite Mr C’s protestations that if I kept posting pictures of my feet, all the internet weirdos would come after me.
I finished one sock.
I haven’t started the other one yet.
I blame work for my general level of exhaustion. I was rostered on for a grand total of three hours this week and last. By the end of the week I’ll have clocked up 63.5 hours for the fortnight. Most of my shifts were given at the last minute, the night before. I’ve done stocktake in two different departments already. My time off has been divided between applying for new jobs, stalking the letterbox and escaping the heat by watching things at the cinema.
So far this week I’ve seen Burn After Reading, Vicky Cristina Barcelona and Doubt.
I’ve started thinking about my next series of work. Not deliberately. I think I’ve had enough of a break from finishing up last year and I’ve started to get interested and excited by things again. Or maybe the daily photography and random crafts I’ve started doing are getting me into a creative habit again. I still don’t know if I’m going back to school. We’ll see how it all goes from here.
