Dear Diary,
Was paid in today. Like using self descriptions without using first person pronoun. Think this is a good change of writing style. Anywhoo, I spent today trying to catch up on things. I made a good effort of this. I practiced some piano, I put some money in the bank (the birthday moneys), and then I thought about other things I should buy: gift for nephew's birthday for example. I saw some half price protein, so I bought a bucket (that must sound a little grim). Looked for some trainers in the local high street but I couldn't find anything for badminton or training. All I could find were these rude boy shoes that aren't actually good for anything except finding a mate who is a rude girl, I would presume. There's an irony, I need to get sports gear from a sports store, but the audience they have are the people who buy sports gear that is all flashy, but isn't actually used for sports.
I practiced a fair bit of piano, caught up with correspondences. I also thought a bit more about going into escorting. The idea of getting £360 for a day of work is very attractive. The agency asked for a deposit, finally paid it now. I wonder if they will find me any work. Would quite like getting a few hundred quid into my account even if it were once a month.So what of this weekend? More piano practice, get some shoes that are good for playing piano at a wedding, get gift for my nephew. Then there's sunday: that involves gardening and going to a birthday party.
Did I mention I had an interview this week?
It sounds like my life is busy. In a sense it is, in another, its empty. I was reading an audiobook lately called 'The Noonday Demon' by Andrew Solomon which says that getting over depression isn't about getting rid of sadness in your life, its about managing and accepting the trials that come to you. I think that's How I see my recovery from being depressed. Anxiety? That's a different issue.
Anyway. I wish I could sleep now, but not tired!
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