everyone's blogs." But it never works out that way.
I do read - via an RSS feed – but can't comment as all your sites are
blocked at work. I can post to my own blog via email – when it works –
but somehow I feel less apart of this little blogging community when I
can't comment. So I feel all left out.
Ah well. I'm a quiet girl on the whole, I don't say that much and I'm
a natural outsider, so there's nothing new there!
I rarely get time to go online at home in the evenings.
Don't ask me why, I have no kids, my evenings aren't full of
tantalising social events – I just seem to be caught up doing lots of
things. By the time Hubby and I cook dinner, eat it, and spend time
together (usually coming up with excusing for why we should watch TV
instead of going for a walk), it's time to get a book out and go to
bed.
On Wednesday nights, Hubby plays soccer so I usually think I'll be
able to squeeze in an hour or two of blog commenting. But, as per
usual, there's always something on. Anyway, I suppose you'll have to
imagine me commenting on your posts, and replying to your comments on
my posts. I'll write something witty, you'll laugh and think about
what an attractive mind I have, etc etc. lol
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Yesterday I had a conversation with the mother of my piano/violin
student. I used to teach his sister piano too - until she turned 13
and went from being a sweet, friendly girl to a rude, moody,
bad-tempered nightmare.
Her mother was telling me all about how she can't cope with the now 14
year old. The girl regularly gets home from school two hours late with
no explanation, she meets up with strange boys from the Internet, she
hangs out with a very wrong crowd. It's enough to give any parent
nightmares. The problem her mother has is that she doesn't know who to
turn to for advice. Her friends don't seem to have those sorts of
problems with their kids. And even though it's probably something the
girl with grow out of as her hormones settle, that hope is no
consolation now.
Anyway, I recommended joining the local Tough Love support group. I've
heard a few parents at church talking about it and, having no other
advice to offer, I found out a bit more information about it for her.
Hopefully talking to other parents will help. I really liked that girl
– I taught her piano from the time she was 6 years old and it's sad to
see her turn out into a bit of a mess.
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Hubby is still not that happy about work, but it's getting better. He
works in sales for a high-quality print company and he specialises in
new business. It's a difficult job in the best of times, but with the
shift towards sending information such as annual reports via email,
it's only getting harder and more competitive to get work. But a lot
of companies still need good quality print material – he just has to
stay focussed and try new techniques. Starting a new job is always
hard, but it doesn't help that they've put him in a room on a
different floor to the other print reps. He misses his friends from
his old job and hasn't clicked with anyone at the new place.
Then again, me too, and started this job over a year ago. *sigh*
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We've been trying to become early risers.
See http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/05/how-to-become-an-early-riser/
It worked for two days but today we just *had* to sleep in.
By early riser, I don't mean 5am, we just want to get up at 6.30am
without pressing the snooze button three times, have a decent
breakfast while sitting down, have time to do my hair properly, have
time to not rush around like a frazzled chook every morning and have
enough time to not turn up late for work!
I like sleep. Sleep is nice.
I wish I had that early riser mentality...
9 comments:
You're such a comment slacker. ;)
I agree. I enjoy sleep. Sleep good.
What an imbecile.....a correlation between early risers and successful people?
Yaaaawn........ I wake up between 8.30 & 9.30 am and that I consider very early.
Getting up early and going to bed early will just make you a dull, anonymous good citizen and help you to conform to a world hell bent on praising mediocrity.
Be good little adults and eat your greens, wear clean underwear just in case you get run over, have you got a hanky?, always be polite and dont forget to go to bed early otherwise you wont be able to get up early.... and we all know if you dont get up early kiddies/adults, you wont be successful and if you're not successful you cannot conform to society's expectation of banal consumerism.
end of rant..... I'm going back to bed.
I am going to try this too! I am almost tired. Maybe I will go to bed soon.
THe biggest problem with being an early riser (me definately not by choice) is that you have to, by definition, go to bed earlier. If you're not a natural early to bed person, then it's practically impossible not be frazzled when you get up at 6.30 (or in the case of me somewhere between 4.30 and 6 depending on when someone gets hungry).
I say stuff, enjoy your evenings, deal with the frazzled chook thing in the morning, and shove the early risers are successful crap right up the arse of the person who wrote it!
Can you tell I'm not happy about my enforced early mornings lately...even though the smiles and cuddles I get are totally worth it LOL
OK. I have an opinion on early risers. They are idiots. They always lord it over those of us that sleep later. Tehy always think they are so much better than the rest of us!
The fact is I get a lot done later in the day and it is my peak time. I get a second wind around 8:00 pm. I feel like calling all those early risers around midnight and wake them up and ask why they are being so lazy! Ha! Yeah. That would be fun. :)
I read a study in grad school that some people are naturally late sleepers and waking earlier than what their bodies deem normal is actually harmful.
I like to remind myself of this theory when I'm still in bed at noon. :)
Unconsciousness is bliss, why fight it?
What you need is a contractual obligation to be an early riser, i.e. someone literally pays you money to get out of bed EVERY DAY by 6:15am. Works for me :)
My last full time job I didn't "click" with anyone for 18 months. I hated the place and really regretted leaving my prior job and a great sense of camraderie combined with a "work hard, play hard" ethic.
But I ended up making some lifelong freinds ( all battling PhD's in various Physics and Chem disciplines at the time... yes Jezzy I have seen people suffering just like you!! ) and fell in with a really wonderful bunch of people.
Leaving that job was easy, but leaving those people was hard. I hope things work out.... it can take a while... :)
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