sleep is a precious commodity.
Okay, so: Big Damn Back gave me a really good job. I'm enjoying every (or nearly every) minute of it, but three weeks in and the 90min commute is doing a number on me. I get home and have roughly an hour and a half of downtime before I need to zzz.
Doesn't make it any easier that I am usually a night owl. The whole sleeping without prior hours of reading is difficult without total exhaustion. Thankfully that doesn't seem to be a problem. I have lotta exhaustion to go 'round.
Adjusting to full time after irregular hours for years is tough, natch.
I think it's just a little worse right now, because I finally got my eyes retested, and to my astonishment, the glasses I've been wearing for four years didn't have the right correction on one eye. My left's always been way worse and astigmatised, and yet my glasses had two identical lenses, just right for my relatively fine right eye.
Now my new prescription is giving me headaches and headspins thanks to the massive adjustment. Ugh. Even though the right eye prescription's bearely changed, and under ordinary circumstances (that being, the last lot of glasses weren't WRONG) I probably wouldn't have needed anything more than a better set of frames, the adjustment now is wierd and hard and even the contact lenses I'm trialling make me dizzy.
Bleh.
But I still love my job. I had some great feedback today. But as one of the team leaders pointed out: in my last job, I was practised and experienced and fantastic, and seeing I'd done it for a while, I was forgetting how rough my first few weeks probably were. Starting the new job, we all expect to be totally lost for a few days and then bang up to standard, and it doesn't happen quite like that. Still, the feedback I got was that I am a little ahead of the curve, and that my comms are excellent.
YAY. I like this very much.
Given how little time I'm getting right now to work on things ficcish, I'm printing out my notes and drafts for E&A to take to work so I can get this last stubborn part-chapter some attention. At least I have 2x90min train-rides to do that in.
*smooches flisters*
Doesn't make it any easier that I am usually a night owl. The whole sleeping without prior hours of reading is difficult without total exhaustion. Thankfully that doesn't seem to be a problem. I have lotta exhaustion to go 'round.
Adjusting to full time after irregular hours for years is tough, natch.
I think it's just a little worse right now, because I finally got my eyes retested, and to my astonishment, the glasses I've been wearing for four years didn't have the right correction on one eye. My left's always been way worse and astigmatised, and yet my glasses had two identical lenses, just right for my relatively fine right eye.
Now my new prescription is giving me headaches and headspins thanks to the massive adjustment. Ugh. Even though the right eye prescription's bearely changed, and under ordinary circumstances (that being, the last lot of glasses weren't WRONG) I probably wouldn't have needed anything more than a better set of frames, the adjustment now is wierd and hard and even the contact lenses I'm trialling make me dizzy.
Bleh.
But I still love my job. I had some great feedback today. But as one of the team leaders pointed out: in my last job, I was practised and experienced and fantastic, and seeing I'd done it for a while, I was forgetting how rough my first few weeks probably were. Starting the new job, we all expect to be totally lost for a few days and then bang up to standard, and it doesn't happen quite like that. Still, the feedback I got was that I am a little ahead of the curve, and that my comms are excellent.
YAY. I like this very much.
Given how little time I'm getting right now to work on things ficcish, I'm printing out my notes and drafts for E&A to take to work so I can get this last stubborn part-chapter some attention. At least I have 2x90min train-rides to do that in.
*smooches flisters*