Where have I been, you ask? I think the weeks of Winter weather and the lingering aftermath of the wedding have been keeping me down and subdued. I’ve felt so flat this week. As flat as people used to think the Earth was. Everything has been a struggle and the time at work seems to drag on like a bad film. Then I get home and I can’t be bothered to do things that I know will make me feel better. Then I go to bed feeling worse, because I think I’ve wasted an evening.
What a strange life this is.
I know I’ll be all right soon. I know it’s just the effects of the cold and the fact that we’ve had three months with less than 10 hours of light per day, and I know that we’re currently gaining about 20 minutes of daylight a week and it’s only a month until we change the clocks. But then I look at my Weather App and it tells me the temperature won’t go up in the next two weeks and I feel poopy again.
For the first time since I started at the garage, I am missing my old job. Because if I was working different shifts every day, I would have times during each week where I was off in the morning, and then I could walk in the Winter sun or take my bike for a little spin. And that would improve my mood no end. But as things are now it is barely light when I leave the house; I spend most of each day in an office or a garage; and then I drive home in twilight.
Blimey - if I’m missing something about shift work at the supermarket then I MUST be in a bad way!!
RC 25-2-16
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