I’m going to make this post a quick one, if only in the spirit of spending less time screwing around with perfectionism and more time on getting things done.
Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been mostly absent from both social media and this blog over the latter half of this summer. What you probably haven’t realized is that I’ve been mostly absent from my writing also–as well as a few other hobbies like music and exercise. There’s a simplistic reason for my lack of availability, even if said reason isn’t always easy to explain.
I started a new job at the beginning of July, as an administrative assistant for a local business. The job title is pretty basic, but the responsibilities are a bit more complicated. Assistant, in this case, means only that I’m working in conjunction with the administrative management at company headquarters in another city. I’m still responsible for accounts management, finances, filing, and bill paying for the entire branch of the business where I work–among other things. On top of that, I also have customer service duties that I spend part of my day fulfilling.
There isn’t a lot of downtime, and there’s a ton I’ve had to learn. I’m just getting to the point where I feel comfortable doing the majority of my day to day tasks, and the only reason that’s happened so fast is because of an unexpectedly high turnover rate due to employees moving or heading back to school.
Between work itself, adjusting to a new work schedule, and trying to fit personal responsibilities around my working hours, I haven’t had a lot of motivation to be productive.
On top of that, I’ve also been apartment hunting and–more recently–dealing with the logistical nightmare of getting everything ready to move into a new place in a very short span of time. Getting my address changed on official paperwork, putting some of the bills in my name and paying them, as well as figuring out when the majority of my belongings were going to be moved has exhausted most of the energy and patience I usually put into doing other, more enjoyable things.
My boyfriend–and co-conspirator/roommate in this whole crazy mess–has been extremely helpful, and I’d probably still be up to my elbows if it weren’t for his jollying me along. (The only reason he isn’t a giant ball of stress is because he his old lease is in his name through September, which means he’s got a bit more time to pack and clean up and get out.)
But in any case, the majority of the stress and turmoil and changes should hopefully be falling by the wayside within a couple weeks or so, and then, then, I will be getting back to the writing, and the blogging, and the reading for pleasure, and all the other things I enjoy that I’ve been missing out on.