Hiyas peeps!

Yeah, kinda fell on the quiet side again.  Trying to find a general rhythm to function around here.  Kinda feels like anytime I have time to myself, it gets wasted when I'm not looking.  It's not anyone's fault, just seems like...The day is nearly through by the time I can sit down and contemplate what to do that's productive.

I want to try to make myself a schedule and hold myself to it.  However, my normal job has handed me one that's rather unfavorable.  A split weekend and each time I return to work, I have to stress over and waste time cleaning up after the previous employee because they don't have a clue of what they are doing.  I've already mentioned that the work is more stressful than it should be.  It leaves me sore and drained each morning when I get home.  Even so, regardless of how tired I often seem, sleep still takes an hour or more to come to me in bed.  It always has.  Even if I'm dead tired, my brain just refuses to sleep when I want it to.  It's infuriating and I hate it and I hate the side effects sleeping pills have on me.  What I would give for less all-encompassing stress in my life.

But, on the plus side, I've got some time off coming.  I'm finally getting a proper diagnosis for my carpal tunnel syndrome and will likely schedule surgery after.  Since both of my wrists need work, I'll likely be on workman's comp for at least a month (I think.  CTS surgery has a pretty short recovery period, but my work is rather strenuous so it may be longer before I'm cleared to return).  While I'm out, I fully intend on shopping around for another job.  My gaming habits may diminish during my recovery for obvious reasons, but I'll try to write as best I can with one hand.

I was thinking of drawing up a schedule, but opted not to at this time.  Cause of other complications, I feel that trying (and ultimately failing) to hold myslef to a schedule will just add on to the stress.

Anyway, that's all for the moment.  There's a lot more I could talk about, but I feel I'm already ranting about things that shouldn't be other people's concern and trying to make personal excuses as to why my mind and body just aren't working the way I want them to.  For that, I apologize.  Here's hoping the next journal will be a bit more upbeat.

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