Today was a lazy day
24 May 2009 23:25Today was such a lazy day! The sun was out, it was nice and warm and just one of those days. In the morning I worked a bit in the front garden, then my mum called and asked if I wanted to come over for a coffee. So I went over to their house and sat down in their garden. My dad put all sorts of magazines on their big table and the day pretty much consisted of nothing but reading those magazines for a couple of hours. Had some soup in between and all in all it was just one of those lovely lazy days. I enjoy them so much. No stress, no need to do anything. Just being lazy enjoying the sun.
Of course I burned my skin again, same as two weeks ago, though now both arms are red, plus the part above my breasts. I think my face is doing alright. Oh well.
And then this long weekend is coming to and end and work is calling me again tomorrow. One long, normal week and then another long weekend. I'm not complaining about long weekends, of course.
And then it's just only about 5 weeks till the Summer holiday starts. Which means 5 weeks full of laziness. Haven't decided yet if I want to go back to Ireland or not. When I look at pictures of that country, everything screams YES, but since I can't ever make normal decisions, I have no idea what to do. Typical.
And then there's decisions to be made for next school year. I asked my colleague what she gets payed for working 2,5 - 3 days. If I want to cut my hours next year and get rid of working Wednesdays, that means I'll be working for 3 - 3,5 days a week. So a bit more than her. Which means I'll get payed a bit more than her as well. If I watch my money closely each month I might get by working half a day less. However...I don't know if that's the solution to everything. I think that the first step I need to take it talk to my boss about all this, tell him about my issues and insecurities and that because of that I want to cut my hours. Not because I want to work less (well, I wouldn't mind of course), but because working that day in that class is stressing me out so much.
But yeah...talking about it is just the hardest part. What if he thinks I'm just being silly what if he won't understand, what if...? All stupid thoughts, but I find it so difficult to show someone my insecurities. But if I don't talk, nothing will change, so...
Well, I've got about 5 weeks to sort that out. Off to bed now, alarm clock will wake me up early in the morning again. Blegh.
Of course I burned my skin again, same as two weeks ago, though now both arms are red, plus the part above my breasts. I think my face is doing alright. Oh well.
And then this long weekend is coming to and end and work is calling me again tomorrow. One long, normal week and then another long weekend. I'm not complaining about long weekends, of course.
And then it's just only about 5 weeks till the Summer holiday starts. Which means 5 weeks full of laziness. Haven't decided yet if I want to go back to Ireland or not. When I look at pictures of that country, everything screams YES, but since I can't ever make normal decisions, I have no idea what to do. Typical.
And then there's decisions to be made for next school year. I asked my colleague what she gets payed for working 2,5 - 3 days. If I want to cut my hours next year and get rid of working Wednesdays, that means I'll be working for 3 - 3,5 days a week. So a bit more than her. Which means I'll get payed a bit more than her as well. If I watch my money closely each month I might get by working half a day less. However...I don't know if that's the solution to everything. I think that the first step I need to take it talk to my boss about all this, tell him about my issues and insecurities and that because of that I want to cut my hours. Not because I want to work less (well, I wouldn't mind of course), but because working that day in that class is stressing me out so much.
But yeah...talking about it is just the hardest part. What if he thinks I'm just being silly what if he won't understand, what if...? All stupid thoughts, but I find it so difficult to show someone my insecurities. But if I don't talk, nothing will change, so...
Well, I've got about 5 weeks to sort that out. Off to bed now, alarm clock will wake me up early in the morning again. Blegh.
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