I didn’t arrive to work late this morning, however, I did get up late. I did better than Wednesday and Thursday. That is to say there is improvement. I feel pretty content in that part of it at least. The only bad part is I didn’t get a chance to knock out my post before I left work.
Its funny, before I took the time off, I would have thought that the office was the best place to write. It was where I am used to working, and I got a nice set up with two monitors and a pretty decent PC. With that said, after working at home, I got to enjoy the peace it offers.
There was some serious silence and I could do some serious thought with the posts. As I am in the office now, I have a coworker talking to me, a desk full of trinkets in front of me, and I know at any time I could be pulled away to do something that would take me away from getting this done.
So – while I am happy I have this all set up for me to work, I would prefer to get all my writing done before I get into the office. This makes my 2 hours before leaving work a little more important now, and I also know I should appreciate it a bit more.
With today’s improvement I am still sleepy. I have to crack open a red bull, and I am starting to consider that a failure. I really want my sleep to be effective. With great sleep comes great work.
I fell asleep at around 1 again last night, although I did it right, I got water and a CPAP, I would like to get that down to 11:30, so waking up at 7 gives me close to 8 hours of full rest. The CPAP helps me maximize my sleep while I am in bed, but I would love it if I can add the sleep plus the CPAP.
If I leave the house at 9:02 I catch the same 3 train. Although the ride is nicer than the 2 train, I end up at the PATH station 2 minutes too late to catch the train to get me to work right before 10 AM. I arrive at work around 10 05 – 10 10, but I would prefer to in before 10 to please anyone that is watching.
I feel like I will get better at this, because with each habit, I am getting better. I am noticing the flaws, and making small subtle improvements with them. So, with that said, I feel like next month I will be making better use of my time.
Well, at least when I get here at work it is causal Friday.
Simplifying my day is important to me. I am starting to become a real believer that if I get my pile of work down, and i can choose 2 or 3 things to work on per day, Ill be able to turn in and finish a lot of things that I have sitting here.
I want to do this, not because I love the company, but I see everything currently as temporary. I do think that all of my habits are currently going to carry on with me as I move on in life, so getting them perfected, especially my work habits, will ensure that I am never in too rough a place.
I want to be somewhere where I can relax mentally, without looking over my shoulder and worrying when the next bad thing is going to happen to me. These habits have helped me find some sort of peace.
I have left work everyday this week without fearing that it will all go wrong. That in turn makes me not hate this job so much. Even though I plan on leaving this place in a few years, I do want this to be as smooth sailing as I can possibly get.
I cleaned my desk last night 30 minutes before I left. I think I will try to end my day doing that, simplifying my work space as much as possible. My goal is to have the most simple, pure workplace, filled with fun, but as organized as I can get it.
This goes directly against everything I have ever done in life. I used to revel in disorganization. It gave me a sense of pride – look, I can just throw everything around and still get things done. Every time I would try to organize, it felt forced, like someone was making me do it, and in turn, i started to hate authority.
That hate for authority really slowed me down as a person, because I threw away many opportunity’s just to give a big fuck you to anyone who would “stand in my way”.
As I get older, I realize the mistakes in my ways. I realize that for the most part, the world doesn’t owe me anything or is out to get me. In fact, the world mostly doesn’t care.
Anything I do to hurt me just hurts me in the long run. What I am saying is, whenever I put that obstacle in my way, I only made myself worse. I hurt myself twice, one in disappointing the person who was – for the most part – just trying to look out for me, and two myself for fearing my own success and failure. Which, I am learning, is really the same thing.
There is no getting over the hump if the hump is just you. So around my 26th birthday I figured a lot of this out. Now my goal is to improve what I have and make sure I go into my 30th birthday with something I can build on.
There is no getting over the hump if the hump is just you.
Do: CPAP, Push ups,Night Wrap up,To-do, Water, 3 Things
Don’t: 16/8 , Vegetable Juice, Meditation, Thank you