Busy busy busy. I think that best describes what has been a rather hectic six weeks or so. The basic nutshell is that I’ve largely been working like a dog recently and haven’t had too much time to myself. I guess the good news about it is that I overcame a major hurdle at work and life is starting to settle down a little to a more reasonable pace again. This week so far has been my decompression week as I slow myself down from the 14-18 hour days back down to a more respectable 9-10.
However, that being said, I probably still don’t get enough sleep still. I find myself staying up later this week while simultaneously waking up earlier. It’s probably a bad sign that my body is screaming for some sort of stability. The good news is that at least this week I have actually gotten some personal time after work to do whatever. I am sure that it helps my stress level to some extent, although I could probably still try and not worry about work so much.
There are times I wonder why I push myself so far for something in which I don’t really have all that much to gain. Sometimes I wish I knew the answer to question myself. It really does nothing except reinforce the mindset that I really need to own my own business at some point in my life. I’m not really sure I’m cut out to survive in the corporate world. There is always that nagging feeling that I probably just end up getting abused by those who play the game.
I figure that by late January or early February, my working life here should be pretty stable and relatively easier. It might even be possible that it will be better sooner, but I pretty much expect things to be relatively locked down by that point. Hopefully, I don’t keep continuing to procrastinate my own personal life by using work as an excuse.