The Trials and Tribulations of a Job

Hello!

As some of you may have read (HERE) I have a job now!

There are a lot of good points to having a job - like having a regular income! That part's definitely the best part!

There are also some not so great things about having a job; here are five of them (in my opinion):

1.

Not seeing the Little Ones :(

It was Daisy's birthday last week so I did manage to get the night off to go to her birthday tea but normally I take her out a couple of days during the week and I haven't had the chance to do that, which I hate. It was also James's birthday last week (too  many birthdays in one week!) and I only managed to see him for about forty-five minutes; it was literally a quick hello, birthday hug and a quick goodbye. I really miss getting to see them regularly and take them out to do nice things.

2.

No more lie-ins.

I actually have to get out of bed. You have no idea how much of a chore this is. It's awful! I love my bed! And now I have to battle with myself to remove myself from it. It's tough. I feel like I'm neglecting the poor thing. I'm sure my bed knows it too, seen as it's not letting me get a full night's sleep anymore!

3.

Sore feet.

For my job I literally have to stand on my feet for seven hours straight (aside from my eating break about half way through that) and wow is it taking its toll. I feel like every night when I get home I should have some professional masseur here to give me a foot rub. They hurt :(

4.

Uniform.

Most jobs have a uniform. In this sweaty weather, I'm not loving it though. There are a lot of ovens and things where I work (as if that isn't a big give away to the kind of place I work in) so it heats up in there pretty quickly! I have to have my legs covered because of there being lots of hot things, plus I'm super clumsy so it would probably be a good idea anyway, so my jeans are clinging to me within the first half hour and the shirt I have to wear isn't the thinnest of thins either, unfortunately but hey ho! It could be worse. At the secondary school I went to we had to wear all black. Now that was a bit warm!

5.

I miss my grandparents.

Slightly similar to the first one. I normally stay at my grandparents for the majority of the week and then come home for the weekend, or something like that, but these past few weeks I haven't been able to do that and it's killing me. I'm really close to my grandparents and I miss them like crazy not being able to see them. I've even been talking to them on the phone most nights but it's not the same. It takes a bit to get to there house though so I'm constantly trying to figure out whether it's going to be worth going for just the few days or waiting till I've got longer off.

Anyway, those are the woes of having a job. I'll get over them eventually, it's just taking a bit of getting used to when I'm home for the summer and I feel like I'm not getting to see the most important people. And I have sore feet. That never helps.

Katie x 

Sleeping Problems

Hello!

I have had the problem lately of frequently 'sleeping in'. Not necessarily missing anything important, or missing anything at all, because of these extra long lie-ins but it's definitely turning into a bad habit.

The feeling of not having to set an alarm for the morning is blissful! Nothing will ever beat that feeling when you can go to sleep and you don't have to count how many hours of sleep you can get before you have to wake up to go out to a class or a meeting. 

The only problem is, because I haven't been setting any alarms, I've not been waking up until the late hours of the morning... sometimes even the early hours of the afternoon. Although this sounds amazing (and is at the time) you start to realise it's a problem when you go to bed at, let's saaaay, 11pm and you. Can't. Sleep. Then you spend the next hour tossing and turning knowing you have something important that you have to be up early for. Then you spend the next hour counting how many hours of sleep you're going to get if you go to sleep at the precise minute. The next hour you spend frustrated which only makes your chances of sleep even less because you're waking yourself up more by thinking of how much you wish you could just sleep. And so it goes on, in that exact same cycle.

Even when you know you don't have anything to do the next day so it doesn't really matter how late you're up and what time you go to sleep, you stay up later either reading or on the internet, social networking, writing, something that's stopping you from sleeping. This something means that, when you do eventually get to sleep in the early hours of the morning, you wake up even later in the day and the whole thing is repeated again the next night. It never ends. 

So, when I've had to get up early the past few days I've felt like a zombified version of myself, more socially inept than normal, walking around thinking shop floors look like comfy places to sleep - what does it matter if people stare at you or you get trampled on, at least you'd be sleeping...?

It's been a tired few days, in case you can't tell, and yet once again, I'm sitting writing this post and watching countless YouTube videos at the same time and it's nearly half-eleven at night, so the chances of me going to sleep anytime soon are slim. I need help!

Katie x

Those Bad Habits

Hello!

I've recently had the realisation that I have a really bad habit when it comes to writing blog posts... I always start writing them really late at night. For example, I'm currently writing this at twenty eight minutes past twelve... At night. As in midnight. 

I know I should be in bed right now. 

I know I should be trying to get some sleep. 

I know I have to get up early. 

I know I'm spending my day tomorrow with a two year old. 

I know that if I don't get enough sleep I'm not going to want to run around after a two year old. 

Yet here I am. 

Still writing. 

Still wide awake.

I think I need help.

Most of my best stories (in my opinion) have been written in the early hours of the morning. Strangely for some reason, I'm okay with this habit, to a certain extent. It's when it gets to four/five 'o' clock in the morning and I'm  still on a writing buzz. The problem is, I'm on that kind of writing high where sleep is far, far away from me and there's no chance it's coming back to me anytime soon.

The other problem I always have is, I always have more of an urge to write when I have no time to write... It's really inappropriate! I would say my mind needs to get its priorities straight but it has. Writing always comes first in my head, unfortunately my university work disagrees - it's an ongoing war in my head and the right thing doesn't always win out.

I really need to sort my writing habits out!

Katie x