Self-promtion.
Aug. 10th, 2007 12:14 pmFirst day off in a while. Had good news and bad news and now I'm just tired.
I love my job. Or. Well. Not precisely. I love the company I work for. But I've come to the realization that the job I do is... not going in the direction that I want and I'm bored. Which makes me less productive. Which makes me paranoid. Which makes me tired.
In this case I think it's a little less about performance anxiety than the fact that I'm over qualified and under-stimulated, and just not making enough money to not be anxious about that instead.
All drama with my family is a post for later. Though that makes me even more tired.
But at least my fish are doin' awesome. ...Kinda need to clean the new kid's bowl. Hm. Maybe later. I've got nothin' else to do but dishes anyway.
ETA: Okay, so even if the job front is discouraging, reading Die Hard slash over at
hard4brains helped. Heh.
I love my job. Or. Well. Not precisely. I love the company I work for. But I've come to the realization that the job I do is... not going in the direction that I want and I'm bored. Which makes me less productive. Which makes me paranoid. Which makes me tired.
In this case I think it's a little less about performance anxiety than the fact that I'm over qualified and under-stimulated, and just not making enough money to not be anxious about that instead.
All drama with my family is a post for later. Though that makes me even more tired.
But at least my fish are doin' awesome. ...Kinda need to clean the new kid's bowl. Hm. Maybe later. I've got nothin' else to do but dishes anyway.
ETA: Okay, so even if the job front is discouraging, reading Die Hard slash over at
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