Just a great big “can’t be arsed”

Part of my new decision to look after myself came today when I finally got through to the New Zealand work I had meant to do. I looked at it – and it was incomprehensible. Previously, I would have slaved through it, spent 20 hours trying to understand it, done the work and charged my regular 5-6 hours for it. This time, I looked at it, and thought “feck it”, no way. So, I emailed, said I was sorry but didn’t have time, and turned the page.
 
What a feeling of liberation that was. I have no idea why I am so anally retentive about work. I don’t like it, it is unfulfilling, it pays exceptionally badly for someone with my experience and qualifications, and it takes years off my life. So, I am actually quite proud of myself.
 
Not that I did anything productive with the rest of my day, but you know, whatever. Lovely Skype call with our friends out in BC in the late afternoon, then I cooked dinner and we played cards before collapsing in front of a Digging for Britiain.


Photo is from last week - nothing to show for today at all....