...and spend my days wandering between my food dish, the window and the bed. Since this is all I feel like I've been doing lately, at least as a cat I would feel that I was being productive.
My current schedule is kicking my blog-posting, crafty, do-something ass. The hours of my job are just not conducive to any kind of creativity. Okay, that's not entirely true because I do still have ideas - I just don't have the energy to do anything about them.
Blogtoberfest did get me posting more but I really didn't do as well at it as I had hoped. I briefly thought that maybe I'd give NaNoWriMo another go but the hysterical laughter that sounded in brain put the kibosh on that.
Added to the fun of my current job is my search for a new, permanent job. I have a test on Tuesday that is part of that search. Unfortunately, it involves over an hour of travel on public transport. Do I really want to be doing that twice a day, 5 days a week? I don't know.
Plus, there is the possibility of a move in the next few months which would be awesome but the likely hood of that happening is so up in the air, it almost doesn't even bear thought. And yet...I can't stop thinking about it.
At any rate, life is pretty good at the moment apart from the feeling of standing still. I need just a little momentum to get me going.