I have been sitting at the computer writing little postettes because I am avoiding writing what I feel. I am, and have been for awhile, in a major funk.
This is not depression, just funk. Big difference. But I can’t seem to shake it. I am bored at work. So bored that even though I am not “making my numbers” this quarter I am not working my butt off to change this. Or to do all the not billable things I have wanted to do for awhile.
Besides work, I feel like an old man. O.K. 51 going on 52 is not the end of the world. Even if it was I should be doing all I can to enjoy the time. Live for today and all that.
I the world I grew up in you are responsible for yourself. That means it is up to me to stop wining and to change things. Get a new job, a new hobby, something. The thing about funks is that it leads to inertia. Lots of time spend doing little, watching TV–damn that TIVO– not even dreaming enough let alone doing enough.
So there, its out. I guess that I am hoping for a bit of confession to make the feeling go away. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10. No. Nothing yet. Maybe tomorrow.
(I never did care for that song. Grumble. Grumble.)
This is more in-line with my mood.
March 31, 2008 at 11:18 pm |
It’s all that grey and snow out there, man. It’ll pick up…just like business will. Cheers, brother.
April 2, 2008 at 11:01 pm |
Could be the weather. I was in TN yesterday where the sun was shining and the it was in the low 70s. I did feel better. Unfortunately I had to come back to Chicago.