Apathy: now available by the box
Apr. 12th, 2012 05:26 pmMusings about sustainability and travel over at the Shape of Things to Come: clicky!
Meanwhile, packing proceeds slowly. I'm tired, run down and over it, despite knowing I really need to get on with things. There's a job I wouldn't mind applying for, here in Hobart, but it requires a lengthy application completed by Monday and I'm struggling to find the motivation to bother. I suspect, after months of scraping by on anxiety and adrenaline, that I've finally hit burn-out. I just don't have the energy to care. All I want to do is sleep and then sleep some more.
Still, the packing is progressing, I've made 2 trips to drop things off to the charity shop and to post stuff worthwhile to others. I've got another post office run to make tomorrow, and hopefully the people who've promised to buy things on Gumtree actually come through, else I've got a pile of stuff I don't know what to do with. I pick up the keys tomorrow, and my lovely colleagues are turning up disgustingly early Sunday morning to help me shift the heavy stuff.
By Sunday night I'll be sleeping in my new place. I just wish I had the energy to get excited about that!
Meanwhile, packing proceeds slowly. I'm tired, run down and over it, despite knowing I really need to get on with things. There's a job I wouldn't mind applying for, here in Hobart, but it requires a lengthy application completed by Monday and I'm struggling to find the motivation to bother. I suspect, after months of scraping by on anxiety and adrenaline, that I've finally hit burn-out. I just don't have the energy to care. All I want to do is sleep and then sleep some more.
Still, the packing is progressing, I've made 2 trips to drop things off to the charity shop and to post stuff worthwhile to others. I've got another post office run to make tomorrow, and hopefully the people who've promised to buy things on Gumtree actually come through, else I've got a pile of stuff I don't know what to do with. I pick up the keys tomorrow, and my lovely colleagues are turning up disgustingly early Sunday morning to help me shift the heavy stuff.
By Sunday night I'll be sleeping in my new place. I just wish I had the energy to get excited about that!