Busy bee
I’m working a lot of twelve-hour days lately. It’ll only be like this for another few weeks, and then things will get back to normal. This morning I woke up from a dream in which I was attending a day hospital programme again, and the programme coordinator was telling me that she could get me a part time job setting tables or something like that. I was about to start crying and saying, “I want to have time for a real job!” when I woke up. This is like the opposite of my actual life at the moment, where I currently have time for work, but nothing else.
I don’t think I’d be able to work this many hours in the winter. It’s only during the summer that I have a history of crazed workaholism, whether for actual employment or at school. Ah, bipolar disorder with a seasonal pattern. The university calendar year is designed so that the regular terms when people can be enrolled full time completely avoid the months when I do my best work. I did take a lot of summer classes throughout my university years, though — you wind up short credits because you can’t get out of bed for much of the winter, you’ve got to make ‘em up somehow.
My brother is pretty much the same as the last time I posted. Not motivated to do anything, but I don’t think he’s been smashing things or taking off lately. He seems to be still together with his girlfriend… and convinced that in the fall, he’ll be able to move back in with her and continue to not have a job and not go to school, with her supporting him instead of my parents. I really don’t understand the way his mind works.