Mood triggers
Apr. 11th, 2006 03:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annwfynIt's weird how little things can just set you up - for better or worse - for the whole day.
Like today. I was fine when I left the house. I was motivated. I was chirpy. I get confused on the trains and wind up having to pay a £20 fine for not realising that my oyster card only words on tubes, buses and the DLR within London and not the overland rail.
I come into work feeling twittery and scratchy and grouchy because of this and I've been in this vile mood all day. I am completely non-motivated, I don't want to be here, and I'm convinced that everything is going wrong. I notice all my mistakes and I don't notice the stuff I get right.
Equally, I remember the days after I got my exam results last year. Nothing could touch me. Nothing could bring me down. It was all going to be fine.
I'm also pondering the very great truth of somethingsea_of_flame said a while ago. It's surprisingly how expensive it is to work. I mean, I was earning nothing before this week. But I was spending very little as well. I sat at home. I'd eat a bowl of cereal, or something I cooked at home. I'd be careful with the ingredients. Basically, I was living on very little.
Working this week should be bringing in money. But it's costing me as well. I'm spending approximately £5 per day on travel (not including my special bonus this morning). I'm spending close to a fiver on lunch every day - just for a drink and some food, because nowhere can one buy a cheap sandwich around Vauxhall. I buy a newspaper or a magazine to read on the way home. And somehow my money seems to be trickling away. Bah. And humbug.
As some of you may notice, my outlook on the world is dark and gloomy today.
Like today. I was fine when I left the house. I was motivated. I was chirpy. I get confused on the trains and wind up having to pay a £20 fine for not realising that my oyster card only words on tubes, buses and the DLR within London and not the overland rail.
I come into work feeling twittery and scratchy and grouchy because of this and I've been in this vile mood all day. I am completely non-motivated, I don't want to be here, and I'm convinced that everything is going wrong. I notice all my mistakes and I don't notice the stuff I get right.
Equally, I remember the days after I got my exam results last year. Nothing could touch me. Nothing could bring me down. It was all going to be fine.
I'm also pondering the very great truth of something
sea_of_flame said a while ago. It's surprisingly how expensive it is to work. I mean, I was earning nothing before this week. But I was spending very little as well. I sat at home. I'd eat a bowl of cereal, or something I cooked at home. I'd be careful with the ingredients. Basically, I was living on very little. Working this week should be bringing in money. But it's costing me as well. I'm spending approximately £5 per day on travel (not including my special bonus this morning). I'm spending close to a fiver on lunch every day - just for a drink and some food, because nowhere can one buy a cheap sandwich around Vauxhall. I buy a newspaper or a magazine to read on the way home. And somehow my money seems to be trickling away. Bah. And humbug.
As some of you may notice, my outlook on the world is dark and gloomy today.
