I have had about three shifts since March and I have seven for the next fortnight. There will be a lot of re-training and I’m going to have to get used to actually having to be places again. I’m a little worried that I’ll be rusty (which is to be expected really) and that I’m not going to be as good as they want me to be. Whoa, there’s that childhood trauma coming out. Although, calling it childhood trauma implies that it stopped when I became an adult. Any-who, moving on to the less depressing aspect of this, I will be returning to work and returning to a more structured lifestyle. I have loved having a lot of free time but I have not used it wisely. Although, in the past week I have done quite a lot, being pretty faithful to the schedule/guide that I drew up. I’ve drawn up another one for the coming week and I’ll probably be writing them up each Saturday if it works again.

With returning to work, and then returning to university right around the corner, I’m hoping that I don’t lose this nice flow of motivation. I feel like I’m riding a wave and I know what I’m going to be like when it crashed (moody) and so I hope I can keep this up even while I’m working. I do like my workplace, it’s a lot nicer than my old one. The people are so amazing it literally scares me. Anxiety due to people being nice is weird.

I got this.