Taking meds early seems to make them work better. It’s also a higher dose. Well they did work when I took them super late. They worked at 10pm. So now they’re working at 10am and that’s way better. There’s nothing wrong with being a night owl except not fitting into society.
How is it already 2:30? Oh well go pee and then keep working through the document. I’m almost halfway through probably.
It seems extra hard to focus right now. Right now meaning yesterday and this morning. I think I have the potential to focus this morning if I put my mind to it. I took my meds really early. Taking them late yesterday was bad. At least I noticed the effect.
Ooook let’s see about this report. I can do this. I can at least try and give an update.
What do I complain about the most? My own inability to just get my stuff done. It used to be other people who got under my skin. It’s been so interesting to watch E be so triggered and see the parallels to me at work with K. Other people see the issue but move through it.
Ok what have I done this week? Worked on P stuff. A lot of that. Coord for MC.
I think I need to break this area into two. One for each pipe.
12 days into the year and I feel like I need a break. I had to take a break on Friday, actually. It’s the med change maybe. Just keep going, I can do this.
Both things I need to do are in cad. Figures – last few things I think. I can find out what those are while it opens. Then moving pipes around. Right, the For S version. Just address them one at a time. I can do this.
Ok Tuesday I can just continue here. Need to get into the hydrocad because I have a meeting at 9 tomorrow about it. And that takes me to the end of hte day. Bathroom first. Hey I did it. Now time to go. But I’m ok.
I feel sad right now. I don’t know why. Oh well I guess. I need to get into a routine. When am I supposed to do this meditating? Right when I wake up doesn’t seem fun. What did I do with my planner? And why isn’t that kind available anywhere on the internet? I should go to Target today and look for it. I also want to figure out when all the classes I like are. And make templates for each day of the week morning/night on llama. That way I can see how long they take.
I should note to myself that I am doing some work anyway. Some. And setting myself up for a good week even if today isn’t as good as I want it to be. Today I need to leave for Elyria at 5. Thursday too. Tomorrow is painting class and maybe picking M up from his appt. Wed is free in the evening. Thursday workout. Friday free in the evening.
I could go to CDP classes after the office. There’s good stuff on Wednesdays.
Ok surely I can focus for the length of the Pippin soundtrack. All I want to do is go to class.
Whewww where did the focus of this morning go? Probably into driving all over the region. But I made a doctors appt. And I could try to find an electrician now. Ok called Killeen.
Wait. I did it. And it’s a new year. My hours rolled over. Time to go home.
I’m trying to kill em with kindness. It is hurting my feelings though. She’s treating me like I’m stupid and wasting her time. It’s the tool that’s wasting her time and mine. She’s shaming someone she’s never met through email in a situation she doesn’t fully understand. Maybe she’s going through something. Now I have to go home. Hope it’s good enough.
It feels like nobody is happy with me. That’s not true. Two people are unhappy with me. I have to push through that. Answer K’s email. I have the count, and I can tell her we’ll have someone on site. Not my fault their tool sucks. Probably not her fault either.
Maybe T is one of the people who has trouble delegating because you have to spend time teaching people things. But that’s the part where you get reminded that you actually know things. Maybe he’s not cripplingly insecure. Or maybe he is and it takes a different form for him. He reminds me of my mother regardless. Ok find C’s email. She apologizes to E on my behalf. Wow, process improvement in her job title. She’s a dynamic individual. Clearly.
I could write something passive aggressive. But that wouldn’t serve me. I should try my best to answer.
I feel fear.
Done is going to be better than not done. Perfect isn’t attainable. Done is good. Done badly is still done.
What am I even talking about?
Kelly is already mad about this.
I responded. Good enough. Better than nothing.
I can’t sit around scared. Just make some figures. It’s easy.
This is not all my fault. T didn’t review for a week and a half. I did other stuff in the meantime like start figures and tried to make progress on the text. I tried. What a terrible week. Started two days with emails saying I’m a piece of shit.
Maybe these other people aren’t that amazing. We’re all just fine. Not good not bad. And some of us fit together better than others.
Now that I’m talking to people it’s going suddenly.
I can do this. Don’t make the figure right now. That can be Monday.
Now the memo? No, check the CSM.
I do not lack character. I struggle with underdeveloped executive function.
The drawings look good. D did them, but I did them first and helped him.
Ok do something rather than nothing. Look up the geology in the CSM, then schedule somehting with S for next week, then see if I should email W agian. The memo will have to wait I guess.
I want the bedrock and the depth of the holder and tar well.
And now other report’s level of detail on excavation.
Both of them kind of do the silent treatment, one way worse than the other.
I feel overwhelmed. I think I’m actually doing ok on everything except R, and R has a New Deal. It will take a while to feel ok again.
Why do some people need to constantly put out sounds, smells, and other sensory unpleasantness? Just shut the fuck up, Becky. And quit wearing gross amounts of perfume to places where I have to be. How do you not know this? Just have some consideration.
Could it be hand sanitizer? Seems impossible. Glad I asked her to stop. We have soap and water available, but these people feel the need to sanitize constantly.
I still think it was the other lady and it’s perfume. But it doesn’t matter.
The whole world should ban perfume.
And bright sunlight and loud noises and storms.
I’m so sleepy now. One thing at a time. And then go home.
Now I get two auto replies. Waste of my inbox and time. Not that big a deal.
I made bread. That is an accomplishment. And it tastes great.
This memo is too hard for right now. I should print it out and go home.
Can I Focus? 