This is the fullest I’ve ever seen my diary and when I was writing down the things I needed to do for these 2 days, I thought that maybe I’ve been writing down too many appointments or things to do. But it turns out that I just have a lot to do and that I’m really lacking sleep nowadays trying to get all these things done.
I think that this is a part of growing up. I’ve got to deal with my taxes, insurance, superannuation, jobs, and migration papers. I half expect myself to explode with the sheer amount of things that I have to do, but I’m still here, sitting in front of the computer typing up this post. I’ve just had my mid way evaluation for my prac and I passed it, no problems. I managed to squeeze in some grocery shopping after going to the nursing home today, and next on my list is to finish coming up with questions for cell, apply for Christmas jobs, update my CV and intro letter to e-mail to my next placement. On top of that I’ve got to fill out my migration forms as well as try to fill out my tax return with whatever information I have on hand. And its already 9pm.
Sometimes I wonder, how long can I keep this up? But then again, if you take away all my busyness, I would probably die out of boredom. Either that or exhibit some very agitated behaviours.
