So I’ve been off work for 3 months now – and I finally think I am starting to go mad.
Not mad; ‘need to kill someone’ or mad; ‘ I’ve got to go to work’ or even mad; ‘I’ve started to talk to myself’. More like mad; ‘I really need something more to do than sit here not spending money’.
It would be much easier if money wasn’t an issue. Pubs for one would be much more appealing option. As would just jumping in the car and heading away for a couple of days – or even weeks – until we’re ready to head off. As would shopping – who cares what for!
Its the slow draining of funds that is depressing. Depressing because I haven’t gone anywhere, Depressing because I’m not going anywhere in the immediate future. Depressing simply because things are becoming too routine. Depressing because hard earned cash is simply disappearing from my bank with next to nothing to show for it.
A malaise is setting in and its really quite deadly. I see it happening but just cant be arsed to fight it. its a reoccurring cycle: Walk the dog. Check Facebook/twitter/G+. Read the news. Turn on the TV for 5 minutes (which generally leads to a couple of hours). Re check Facebook/twitter/G+. Walk the dog again. reach for the TV remote. Play some games on the ipad. Clean the flat. Re check Facebook…. you get the picture?
I know the things I need to do;
- Plan the trip some more.
- Walk the dog.
- Go to the gym.
- Learn HTML and php and develop youreacock.com into the media sensation it deserves to be.
- Go running.
- Arrange to meet up with people – socialise!
But can I be arsed? I’ll let you know next week.