The Importance of Being Idle

Pointless

Well here we are what, two weeks later, and things aren't really getting any better. I can't deal with the unpredictability of this ad-hoc nonsense, somedays (like last Wednesday) I don't work at all, but sit about waiting on the off chance that work might appear, whilst other days (like tomorrow) I'll start at 5am and not be home till about 9pm. It makes me angry and frustrated, and it's spoiling my other plans too!
Two weeks and that's all I have to say?
Pff.
I suppose my reluctance to move is partly down to loyalty (ah, good old misplaced loyalty) and the fact that last week the boss had a really horrific smash, and quitting now just seems like kicking him when he's down (and he is down, make no mistake about it), but on the other hand how long do I hang on at my own expense? I'm rarely good at putting myself first, and this seems like no exception.
Why is it that when I sit down to blog my head seems so empty? Is it because all I seem to do these days is work and sleep? Hell I can't even watch a movie without crashing out halfway through!

posted by BadMonkey @ 10:44 AM