Moggie Madness

Okay so I have been studying for a long time now and I have gotten pretty good at polishing off assignments in a short space of time - providing I have all the information at hand, which I usually do. You see at the beginning of the semester, I feel all gung ho about studying and I dutifully go to the library, research the available topics, decide on which one works best for me (based on personal interest and availability of material), sign up for my topic and get all the information I need to write the essay. I write out an outline, put in dot points and my sources and then…..

….I LEAVE it till the last minute to write the actual assignment!! I do this unfailingly EVERY SINGLE TIME! Why do I do this to myself???

You see dear readers, as I am typing out this little blog post about my problem with procrastination, my big fat essay on cyanobacteria and waterways is sitting open in another window. Despite the fact that it is due tomorrow, I’m instead in my blog writing about why I’m NOT writing my assignment. God is there no help for me? LMAO

It’s funny really. After so many years of not having enough hours in the day to study, work and keep up with my social life, I have grown accustomed to doing assignments at the last minute. It’s now to the point where unless I feel truly panicked that I won’t get it done in time - I just can’t think of anything to write! Fortunately, the panic is starting to set in now, so hopefully after I have finished this post, I can get back to the assignment and finish the damn thing. But I am willing to lay bets on it, that even if I have *most* of it done by dinner time, I will set it aside and do it in the few hours I have available before I go to work tomorrow at lunch time.

Well the summer storm season seems to have come a little early this year - not that I am in any way complaining! I’ve spent the last few days trying to capture an elusive photo of a lightning strike to no avail. Fortunately it seems the storms will be hanging around for a while yet, so hopefully I will get one eventually.

The onset of summer also means that my year as a post-graduate student is drawing to a close. Hooray! I enjoy studying but I am always eternally grateful to see the back of it for a while. My family jokes that I will be the eternal student in the family - so far I have completed two undergraduate degrees and soon to finish off a graduate certificate which is a prelude to a masters degree. I was planning on continuing the masters next year but I think I will give it a break for a while and concentrate on my other immediate life goals - finish landscaping, get another job and shed a few (okay many!) pounds.

Mojo enjoys watching the storms with me….we usually sit at the front door and watch them roll over, until the point where the rain comes lashing in through the front door and he heads for drier territory. One of these days I will get a photo of my fellow storm watcher in action…it seems he feels the best view is obtained from the top of the flyscreen.

As I’m lying in my bed, trying to get just a little bit more sleep, I’m reminded once more of how the world and our lifestyle is completely unfriendly to shiftworkers. I work a continuous roster which essentially means that sometimes I get to enjoy life in the world of the living and most times I am out of sync with it, either working late into the night or watching over others sleeping (or trying to sleep as is most often the case).

Today is one of the days I am transitioning from the land of the living to the land of the sleeping and other people insane enough to choose a profession which interferes with their body clock in such a hideous way. Even after almost eight years of working a continuous roster, I’ve never been able to successfully blend into the land of the sleeping. You would think I’d have the hang of it by now.

The cats ironically are the only ones who seem to fit into my nocturnal lifestyle, being of course largely nocturnal themselves. They are quite happy to lounge around on my bed all day while I toss and turn trying to get into that deeper sleep reserved for those who sleep at night. In fact it is not unusual for me to wake up at the end of a day’s sleep to find them in exactly the same position as they were when I drop off to sleep.

Speaking of the cats, since I’ve decided this blog is largely going to be about them, it’s probably about time that I introduced them to you. Bring on the cats!!