Cracks in the sky
Jun. 15th, 2011 02:56 pmI'm feeling under a lot of strain lately - so much to do, and so little time to do it in. I can't see things looking up for at least the next month, so I'm not entirely sure what will have to give at the moment.
I'm alternating between not sleeping at all (it's not uncommon to still be staring at the clock at 5am) and struggling to wake up or get out of bed at all on other days. Motivation (to go out into the cold, to make more infinitesimally small progress on tasks that expand faster than they are finished) is hard to come by these days.
Nana's funeral will be held tomorrow, so I will be out east for most of the day. She passed away peacefully on Saturday morning, while Mum sat at her bedside in the hospital. Almost all of the family are likely to be there - we're a big clan. I'll miss her, though (with so very many grandkids) I haven't been especially close to my grandparents. I feel sad for Pa. After 70 years of marriage, he's not entirely sure what to do now.
It's not been a good few weeks. Friends and family are in hospital, and though I know I can't do anything to help, I worry about them all the same. Things keep piling up at work.
aeliel and I have both been sick over the past week, and the ATO has started calling me at home to remind me about my long-overdue tax return... so I also need to make time to find out exactly how a mostly scholarship-based income actually works.
One thing that made me smile this morning was seeing one of my micro-stories turn up on Melbourne By Dusk - it's called Careful, and I'm sure it's why we warn children against reaching down into drains... The last few weeks have been such a blur that I forgot I'd written another one.
I could really do with some kind of folded time-space pocket universe at the moment, fitting an extra year or so into the next few months. Maybe I should have been some kind of theoretical physicist, instead of a people/technology/business jack-of-all-departments kind of guy.
I'm alternating between not sleeping at all (it's not uncommon to still be staring at the clock at 5am) and struggling to wake up or get out of bed at all on other days. Motivation (to go out into the cold, to make more infinitesimally small progress on tasks that expand faster than they are finished) is hard to come by these days.
Nana's funeral will be held tomorrow, so I will be out east for most of the day. She passed away peacefully on Saturday morning, while Mum sat at her bedside in the hospital. Almost all of the family are likely to be there - we're a big clan. I'll miss her, though (with so very many grandkids) I haven't been especially close to my grandparents. I feel sad for Pa. After 70 years of marriage, he's not entirely sure what to do now.
It's not been a good few weeks. Friends and family are in hospital, and though I know I can't do anything to help, I worry about them all the same. Things keep piling up at work.
One thing that made me smile this morning was seeing one of my micro-stories turn up on Melbourne By Dusk - it's called Careful, and I'm sure it's why we warn children against reaching down into drains... The last few weeks have been such a blur that I forgot I'd written another one.
I could really do with some kind of folded time-space pocket universe at the moment, fitting an extra year or so into the next few months. Maybe I should have been some kind of theoretical physicist, instead of a people/technology/business jack-of-all-departments kind of guy.
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