Today is Friday, its raining pretty hard, though probably not over the catchment areas. It is also the start of a three day weekend. I'm feeling like I should probably be doing something productive but I think the rain has me feeling like I don't want to do anything but curl up with a hot beverage in front of a good movie or even better, curl up in bed with my wife. I know I'm going to have plenty of opportunities to do this over the weekend, with wet weather predicted for most of it. I just want the next 6 hours to go so I can make a start on relaxing because it has been one hell of a busy week.
Walking to the bus stop this morning, I was so tempted to get a bucket or a bottle and catch as much rain water as I could. Just watching it allflow into the storm water drains where it is directed out to sea makes the system, as it exists at the moment, seem like an archaic joke. We live on the driest continent on the Earth, yet we let rain water wash out to sea. I know there is not a simple solution, but surely getting on and doing something about this is better than all the debating about it. It seems to me that a lot of our authority figures have been hobbled by the unnecessary burden of discourse and discussion. The actions required to solve this problem are only ever discussed, debated, pulled to pieces and put back together again. When are our leaders actually going to DO something, as in commit an action that achieves a desired result.
Maybe I should be applying a similar rule to myself. While I've been really busy at work, I've not done a single thing to advance my home projects. I think I'm starting to realise that I don't have the energy levels I did even 5 years ago. After a hard day in the office, all I want to do is go home, kick back and relax. This includes not having to think too much or do too much. The thing I refuse to do is beat myself up about this. I wont allow myself to feel guilty. I work hard therefore I need to relax and let things go. I know if I don't, I get very stressed much more easily than I normally do. I had a moment this week where I think I could have hurt someone if they'd pushed me the right way. As it was, I blasted one of my managers for being a bit of a bastard. He is a drama queen who is constantly telling others around him to calm down. I was not in a great mood (we'd just found out our car had been damaged by careless council workers after we'd only had it back from a smash repair shop for a week after being shunted from behind). I gone to see him about something and he jumped up on his high horse, so I kicked the legs out from under it. He came crashing down right on top of a vitriolic load from me. I think he is still smarting from it. I'm a tolerant, patient person most of the time but I won't be pushed around. The thing is he came around yesterday morning, being all smarmy and ingratiating. I believe he was seeking an apology from me, which I refuse to give because it would mean I'm acknowledging my behaviour as inappropriate. I've seen this person carry on like a two year old chucking a tantrum and he wants me to apologise. Suffice to say I didn't. While he is still talking to me, I think he is more wary now of not pushing me the wrong way. If I were a dog, I would have bitten him hard and he would have learnt. It is a pity my words didn't leave teeth marks just to remind him. Ah, the follies of human nature...