Skipping swimming; freedom of action
Feb. 9th, 2016 08:17 amYesterday I felt strangely tired despite having got an early night. Last night I also got an early night and awoke this morning with a headache. The children have had colds, indeed Benjamin is off school today, and I wonder if I am now affected by such an infection.
mst3kmoxie and I skipped swimming but I have still come into work. There seems to be a fair bit of traffic coming into Dundee even before 0800. Of course the city is far smaller than the state capitals I have previously lived and/or worked in but its roads are correspondingly smaller.
Despite my headache I am actually feeling quite good right now. It made a large difference to have extra time at home this morning. I did stay in bed for maybe an extra hour or so but then I could take my time getting ready to head out to work without feeling pressure to keep moving doing this and then that. Perhaps too much of my life offers me too little freedom of action. For instance, with trimming my hair last Sunday, that commits me to a whole series of obligations: I have to get things ready (vacuum cleaner, towels, etc.), trim various things in various ways, shower, clean up, put everything back. It doesn't seem like much but I wish the process with its many tasks and subtasks were more free-form. Just as, one disappointing thing about my current commute is that there is really only about one sensible route for it. For previous jobs I tended to have more of a choice of when to cross a railway line or which artery to take out of the city or whatever and that small ability to take some ad hoc actions was good for my happiness.
Despite my headache I am actually feeling quite good right now. It made a large difference to have extra time at home this morning. I did stay in bed for maybe an extra hour or so but then I could take my time getting ready to head out to work without feeling pressure to keep moving doing this and then that. Perhaps too much of my life offers me too little freedom of action. For instance, with trimming my hair last Sunday, that commits me to a whole series of obligations: I have to get things ready (vacuum cleaner, towels, etc.), trim various things in various ways, shower, clean up, put everything back. It doesn't seem like much but I wish the process with its many tasks and subtasks were more free-form. Just as, one disappointing thing about my current commute is that there is really only about one sensible route for it. For previous jobs I tended to have more of a choice of when to cross a railway line or which artery to take out of the city or whatever and that small ability to take some ad hoc actions was good for my happiness.