I have many assignments to do, bits and pieces to thread together, but I always say “I’ll do it later”. However, I have been putting back trying to communicate with God and busy-ing myself with mundane procrastinating.

I’ve always told myself and others when asked about my many jobs and uni and life that “It’s something I do. It’s something I can balance.” True, but I had my priorities in different orders. It’s so easy to just shrug off what you need to do, and “do it later”. That “later”, of course never comes.

So obviously, my quitting of Esprit just doesn’t come like that. I suppose it was only time before I gathered my head and came to realization with the immediacy of today. I had been waiting for God’s sign though, because it was “easy money” so I was still contemplating whether I should stay or go. However, the sign came in the form of a phone call and I feel like this weight has just been lifted off my shoulder. I had been hating work since the new manager had arrived, because I don’t understand why telling the truth is not appreciated, or why manipulating and backstabbing makes you a better person. It’ll all go back to bite her ass anyway.

So with this sudden free time, it felt good to return to church on Sundays, to emerge myself into what I had been neglecting and to focus on what was necessary. Study was something that lacked my interest, but this semester has been crazy, so I actually have time to concentrate with my short attention span. God’s plan (y)

So enough of the self reflexivity, and on with the mindless stuff.