Mailed In Friday

I woke up early, much too early. No shower today, made the start even earlier. Breakfast samidges for breakfast. While enjoying the beautiful shy and ghoshing I was messaging with Theodore Complete and showed him my morning glory plant. He is interested in trying some and we talked about mailing some seed. But without stamps and in a full lockdown I was a loss. He shared that I could have some shipped to me so I used my extra morning time to set up a Canada Post account and ordered stamps. Using a stamp to ship them was not an option, only costly expedited shipments. Naturally.

The earliness continued with work’s start time. I didn’t have anything incredibily pressing coming at me this morning, I’ve sent out my order forms and I’m waiting for those numbers to come back in before I get busy with them. So I started knocking off little things that were deemed lower priority previously. It made the morning drag out at a slow pace for some reason. I’m guessing the low priority was in lockstep with a low desire to do these things and that’s why time slowed down. Like Cheese’s theory of time slowing during exercise. Imagine if we could adjust our perception of time by selecting tasks. Although it would be a cheerier thought if it were in reverse where the enjoyable things in life passed the slowest, what would the world be like then? All the more reason for people to try to “be present” when they know something is enjoyable. I think that is more about slowing things down and trying to enjoy life than anything else. What do you think? Regardless of all that stuff the morning slowly trudged on and when lunch arrived I found myself not overly hungry and very much not inspired. I keep something for these moments, that being Mr Noodle. I boiled up two packs, one regular and one spicy and tucked in to my noodle feast. I found a part bag of dill pickle rice cake mini’s in the cupboard and ate those too. I think that maxxed out my daily sodium intake by a factor of seven.

I checked the rewards catalogue to see if a fish finder had resurfaced but it hasn’t yet. I think I will be patient on that one. The afternoon zipped by in contrast to the morning and by four I decided that I’d had enough for the day. One of the things I tackled was to start a new page in my Excel file that tracks my hours and non-existent overtime. I’ve been using the same file since I started fulltime in 2010 and having never been paid overtime, I have a lot of it “banked”, a few thousand hours or so. I just do it for fun and to make sure I’m putting in hours I feel are appropriate. Even with a shorter day on Friday I was at 42h for the week. I did some reading before ordering a pizza from Pizza Pizza. It was again disappointing. I am not sure I’ll know what good pizza is when I have it. I’ve been only eating that garbage and cardboard pizzas from Walmart. That’s the name my parents use for oven pizza and I’m adopting it. I ate most of the pizza and the bites that came with it. I was full and it was stupid. I definitely regret my decision. Speaking of bad choices, I started watching the show Outlander on Netflix since I’d read the books. It was well done and followed the books closely so what happened shouldn’t have been a shock but it turned into a pretty aggressive soft core porn very quickly. I enjoyed the historical aspect up until that point but that was a bit much. It made Game of Thrones look like a children’s cartoon. I’m not sure I’ll carry on, especially since I know what happens. That was all I did for the evening. I went to bed around ten. I didn’t go to sleep though. The pizza worked against me and I couldn’t get to sleep until well after midnight. I’m not even sure of the time myself. Definitely regret my decision, yet I will do it again, no question.