Feeling Rushed and Pushed
Dec. 10th, 2007 02:42 pmI'm feeling very dissatisfied with myself over the last week.
I've stayed home at least three days when I feel I shouldn't, in order to wait for a package that Kevin was waiting for (he had to go out). I've made no progress on my uni application. Ever time there's been a thunderstorm (at least once a day almost) everything has stopped.
I got that call from John about the library job during one. I should have told him to phone back. But either way that's put me in a spin.
Saturday I went out of of the house and saw a film. I just needed to get out. I was having a OK day and then I bumped into Kevin and just seemed to lose control of things. Before I knew it, I was carrying some of his shopping so that he could buy this steering wheel thing for me. Yes, I was going to buy one and have a play - at some point. But it put it on the agenda and became a priority when I could have done without. When Kevin finally got back with it, he couldn't understand why I didn't want to plug it in straight away and have a play. I did plug the thing in and there were minor technical problems and before I knew it the whole night was gone, spent fucking around with the thing.
Yesterday on the way back from my alumni luncheon (where I knew only 2 out of the ten people there) I had to stop off at Glendale and buy some chest stuff for Kevin (restivik and pain killers) and on Kevin's prompting, I bought an old copy of Need for Speed II SE. Didn't want to do anything with it that day but Kevin prompted me to install and test it. The fucking bloody thing didn't work as it was too old (the small print on the cover said it wouldn't work on 2000 or NT, though I'm using XP) and although there are patches for it I'd have to spend lots of time and effort on something that was low priority. I've un-installed it and put the gaming control away for now. It was just too much of a distraction.
And now I feel pushed and shoved about staying home again today to wait for this stupid package of his. Not that I wouldn't have been home anyway, but I can't go out back and play with Peggy or just sit down because I know damn well that's when the thing will turn up! Why doesn't he just get the thing dropped off at the PO and pick it up there?
And I feel pushed into this job, The money is good but I never said I was looking for full time work. I s'pose I'm going to have to simplify and be clear about what I do want, rather than what I don't want.