I don’t know why I feel knackered most evenings when I get through the door, but not before? Adrenalin? I don’t know… The worrying part of my brain keeps whispering: “This might not be normal. You might be sick”. The rational part though knows that I’m just not getting enough sleep. I know that. I don’t know why I can’t manage to go to bed / fall asleep at a reasonable hour on weeknights.
Anyway it’s the weekend. I might write a bit more tomorrow about that unfamiliar feeling of being good at what I do (at work). Feeling competent and valued and such. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been seen as competent and good at my job. I just had such a hard time believing it myself for so long. Minds are freaking weird, right?
Bit by bit I’m trying to establish some more healthy routines. Not always all successful, but in parts and that’s what matters.
I knew I will have to be busy with admin and other stuff at home, so I took my camera with me this morning and after work went for a walk along the canal, taking mostly random photos. To have some to play around with in my “learning how to properly edit” and learn more about my software’s features and all aspects of images and what can be edited.
I might have gone a bit overboard with the saturation and such. But it’s been a learning experience.
