Another week, More madness.

You know, I started this week off with plans and goals, I was going to do certain things everyday a little at a time to give myself more time in general for other things, then Monday happened. Don’t get me wrong Monday morning was great, my day started off amazing, then about three quarters into my day job shift, all the people in my area who effect my job decided to say fuck you and dump everything on me, this is fine, kind of. Then it continued, I got off work and just wanted to sleep.

Then I thought it would be a great idea to start going back to the gym, which yay! Being healthy!! Right? Great plan. Except I didn’t take into consideration how much time driving to the gym, working out, then driving home. Would take out of the time frame I had set aside for doing my hobbies, which was a lot, it took out about forty five minutes I hadn’t even considered so I had to reevaluate how much time I actually had for my hobbies, and chores and simple things you do when you get back from working a very physically demanding job then working out for an hour, like taking a shower.

So I thought, I’ll just make plans to do certain things before work. I get up early enough. It should be fine, right? RIGHT! I will say no, no it was not. I know life happens and you can’t do anything about it. But when you specifically tell the people you live with that you want an hour before work to get some stuff done and if they could please do their own thing in the living room of the house you share, you think they’ll definitely listen to you, give you at least like forty five minutes alone right? No, they gave me like ten minutes and walked in to talk to me then stayed the entire hour.

I will say I adore the people I live with, there family. But, when I ask for space, when I say I have something I want to do can you please let me do it and I’ll join you to talk in the living area when I’m done, I expect you to at least adhere to this somewhat. So all the plans I had made before were completely pointless, which was incredibly frustrating, when I made the time, made sure I set everything else up to work, and then someone else made it very difficult to focus because they wanted to talk so I couldn’t focus on my projects. I had to focus on them. I will say however, the frustrations allowed me to make progress on some other things that were bothering me, so it wasn’t an all around fail but it was very frustrating.

Then I of course, ended the week with one of those coworkers that just drives you insane, you might know the kind, the one who thinks there better than everyone else usually because they know someone high up so they get away with a anything, then act like they did nothing wrong and everyone loves them just because. Yeah, I’m beyond over this person but I don’t deal with them a ton, just a little here and there so I manage it. I won’t complain about this anymore.

I did however have a great end to the week, I mean it was not productive at all, but it was super fun, I spent the entire night playing video games and relaxing. Which was super great, so I managed to finish one jewelry project and a tiny amount for my writing goals for the week, but I had a nice start to the weekend so I can’t really complain too much. I would say all in all I’m frustrated with my living situation but I just have to remind myself to make the most of what I have and what I can.

I know I spent a lot of this post ranting a little, and for that I’m sorry. But I think when you live with people regardless of whether or not they’re family, or they’re strangers, or friends. They should respect your right to privacy, especially when everyone involved are adults. But that’s just my take on things. Next week will be better! probably.

Frustrated regards.

Ann.