Yay valentine’s day right?
Actually the best part of my day was my basketball game. I was dreading it. We normally get destroyed and I had a terrible game last time we played. Plus, I have the joy of getting my wisdom teeth out tomorrow so tonight was my last game. Surprisingly, I did pretty decent to half way good. I scored more points tonight than I did all the other games combined. Still missed a lot of shots, but still improving! Maybe that’s it. Seeing progress and improvement is what is so alleviating. I feel like I’m just stuck in a rut with life and work and the ex. So seeing change, a change for the good, is something that I can cling to. Also excited that it is sounding like our team is going to play together again in the Spring league!
I haven’t written for a while. I don’t do commitment well and not the best at sticking with things. So, sometimes I just might not post for a while. I’m good with that. It’s how I am. Probably will write more the rest of this week though. I’m so looking forward to the next 5 days off of work!
This is what I was thinking about today. Do people just not care? I mean, I’m clearly not happy at work. I’m not smiling anymore. Not my usual helpful, willing to bend over backwards for you, self. But no one says anything about it. Are these co-workers of mine just that busy with their jobs and own lives to worry or care for someone else? The scary part of that statement is that self reflection piece. I’m terrible with caring for other people, especially at work, and I definitely barely can take care of myself much less take care of other people. Maybe I’m just really good at trying to stay busy and smile at all the right times and then everyone will thing that everything is okay. Keep on caring that I’m not happy. I still am proud of myself that I am not applying for other jobs during work hours on my work computer, no matter how much I want to.
My self-control has such interesting manifestations. I can say no to desserts, ice cream, ambition, dreams, hope. But other things, I almost feel like it is impossible to say no to them, whether it be family, friends, or people I’m close to. I wonder if it is because I really care about them and want to be helpful or if it is because it is what I think I’m supposed to do because I expect the same kind of willingness out of them.
With that, I’m falling asleep. Time for bed. Goodnight world.