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Finding impetus.

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For the first time in over a year I was active today. I haven’t done a lot but for the first time in so long I actually felt like doing stuff. I bought some cheap wine and had a few cones and got started.

Weather sealing my doors and windows. I started this a few weeks back but didn’t finish, today it’s done. It’s surprising how much difference it makes to outside noise intrusion. This afternoon my neighbour had his leaf blower out again and this time the noise level was bearable. Still annoying but at least not painful.

The windows are hinged at the top and there’s a winder that feeds a chain at the bottom to push the bottom of the window out. Old 1970s build, timber frames that have warped with age. So even with the windows “shut tight” the curtains and blinds flapped back and forth every time the wind blew.

By spending a lousy $10 in a hardware shop and doing a very small amount of work I should save hundreds on this winter’s power bill. The noise reduction was an unlooked for bonus, I never realised just how much the windows resonated to outside noise, they reproduce the sounds. Or they did, now they’re deadened (dampened) with soft black rubber half tube.

I did a bit of a tidy up while I was at it, going for a ride on my bike helped with the motivation, but not for the reasons you might think. Normally where I park my bike is in front of the back door. It’s an electric bike and worth a bit so it lives inside, and my flat is really tiny. When I came back from the pub I remembered to park the bike in the lounge room so I could use the back door and put rubbish in the bins.

And I’m about to cut my hair. It’s getting too annoying, in the way all the time and I seem to shed far worse than any cat. Long hairs all over the floor everywhere all the time. Long hairs stuck to my hands, oh how I hate that. So off it comes. Need to wash it first, always cuts easier when it’s clean.

I always have to procrastinate for a while before getting in the shower, don’t know why, I’ve always been like that. So as a form of productive procrastination I thought I’d write about it here before finally getting in the shower. :)
 
Update: OK, I did shower. Freshly cleaned hair all brushed straight back and left to dry before cutting. This should leave it with the shape I want when I cut it. It's the standard "office boy" haircut I've been giving myself since I was about 18. Being able to use two mirrors is the key to a good haircut.

Yes, I can also reverse a car with a trailer. :)

Yes, a picture will follow in the next few hours. We all need a good laugh sometimes. :)
 
Waiting for my hair to dry, not with great patience.

I've always liked my hair. If left to it's own devices it's large loose coils but I can set it however I want. I've been accused a few times of "having a cricketer's hairdo". How I set it at the beginning of the day is how it stays no matter what the work conditions are. I don't do anything special, in fact I do far less than most. I'm lucky to wash my hair once a month and I use no form of special products on it.

When I get up in the morning I splash a little water on it and brush it in to shape, by the time I've had a couple of coffees and it's time to go out the hair has dried set in that position, I brush it once more to break it up and make it look natural but that's it, that's how it stays set for the day.
 
OK. Pictures as promised. My laundry trough first, Man O' Man but that's a lot of hair.

Hair 01.JPG


So I gave myself a reasonable trim but I didn't like it.

Hair 02.JPG


I look like Elliot Gotliebson. Bloody hell! That can't be right, let's try again.

Hair 03.JPG


OK. There we go. That skin hasn't seen sunlight in a couple of years so I'll have to go out and catch a few rays, at the moment I look very pasty faced.

Hello everyone, this is me. :)
 
Wow, what a transformation. I really really hope you don’t have to go to an office every day now.
 
My favorite part is the beer can next to all the hair.
The beer can was an empty I put in there just to give a sense of scale. I was drinking cheap wine at the time.
Cutting hair that precisely after a can of that Ozzie four X is quite a talent!
This was me all of my life, I perform at my best only if I'm having fun. I like to play, I need to play, when it all starts to get serious is when I start making mistakes.

Also, Four X is only a midstrength beer, 3.5% alc/vol. Most Aussie beers are around 5%.
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Four X and $2 Passion Pop were my friends in Oz.
I've been meaning to ask you what made you come to Australia to study but you don't have to answer if you don't want to.

P.S. All that hair will be back again by October.
 
This was me all of my life, I perform at my best only if I'm having fun. I like to play, I need to play, when it all starts to get serious is when I start making mistakes.

I can understand that I think. I've always tried to turn mundane things into a kind of game and then I'm focused more on getting the task done the best I possibly can rather than just getting it done and getting bored or frustrated along the way.

I don't think a lot of people understand this no matter how I try to explain it. I also find that there are some mealie mouthed idiots that hate to see me finding enjoyment in things they hoped would be a negative experience for me.

When I can't "gameify" things, that's when I really struggle. It tends to happen most when I'm depressed.

Fortunately I have been experiencing a somewhat high mood recently so I've been able to do this a bit more. Although not 100% successful I have been getting more done. I hope it continues. I hope you can keep having some successes with what you need to get done too! :-)
 
I used to love my trade because it was just taken for granted that I would drink and smoke dope while working. I was highly skilled and highly paid and well respected.

In the 90s we started getting all these nanny state rules like not smoking in the work place and having to wear shoes, that put a real damper on my enthusiasm. Quite a few bosses simply ignored the rules in my case, I was their most productive worker and always high quality with no errors as long as they let me have fun while I do it.
 
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I've been meaning to ask you what made you come to Australia to study but you don't have to answer if you don't want to.
Just young and adventurous… I guess I looked for the furthest country from me where I could study in English. Maybe trying to run away from myself, but Oz is exactly where I started to find myself.
 
For three days in a row now I've been feeling good. I've slept normal hours, I'm eating less, I'm drinking more water.

I don't know what has made the difference, it usually takes me years to figure these things out. It's possibly in part because I decided I'd lived in the doldrums too long and it was time to snap out of it. It's also possibly in part to do with the fact that I got too fat.

Getting too fat is always a trigger for me to change. I knew I was eating wrong and gaining weight beforehand but when I reach a certain limit that's a line in the sand. I'm only 5'8" tall and I normally wear 32" jeans. I keep 34" jeans for when I need them but if life is good then they're not necessary. When I can't fit the 34" jeans any more that's the end of it, time to do something about it.

Another factor is the noise deadening from my windows now. For the first time in three years I've been able to block out the background rumble and hum of the city. It's surprisingly loud when you've lived many years without it.

Maybe it's none of those things, but something has changed. I'm feeling happier.
 

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