Contentment Diary 02/01/2010

Today was one of those days. Yes, a day it was. Nothing bad happened. It wasn’t that kind of day. It was just a day in which I showed up, did some stuff, and went home again all while carrying around a mild feeling of frustration and a larger feeling of inability to accomplish. And so I am home, guilt-ridden and somewhat miffed with myself, attempting to accomplish things that go nowhere. And in this state it occurs to me that I understand my problem. I went to work expecting to put in three days, and I only had one to give, maybe only three-quarters of one due to the mild feeling of frustration I hauled around extra all day. And so I did my day. I did all of my Monday things, the ones I had to do at least, the ones that always take me all of Monday to do. I did not catch up on my Thursday and Friday things which had fallen somewhat askew due to my over-attendance of meetings. I did Monday and Monday only. Sorry Thursday and Friday, you’re going to have to wait a little longer. Everyone who isn’t Monday is going to have to wait a little longer. I’m done now, whether you are done or not. I’m calling time out until Tuesday. Good riddance to you, Monday. See you next week.

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