Lately, my work days are a struggle.

I go in late, because there's not much to do, and I can. But, I feel guilty about it and check my email and phone messages in the mornings before leaving home so I'm up to speed when I get in. That makes me feel better for a bit. I love having some extra time in the mornings, but then I half worry on the train when my book isn't holding my attention and my mind wanders.

There's stuff to do with no deadline and lots of unpacking and it's so de-motivating once I get in there.

I've got a great job now, that will be great for me. I need to grasp my tasks, finish them, and then make room to make this job my own. It's tough, the girl before me was the first one in this job, and she did it for 6 years. She's great and has been massively helpful. Before, in my last job, there was a need to do things the same way the girl before me had done them. But now, I have the opportunity to bring my skills & ideas to the tables and perhaps improve things, or at the very least to make them my own.

It's a challenge. Let's see how it goes.