Letters to July – Tenth

I’m going to try and blog every day during July as part of Letters to July. It’s probably a bad idea.
Dear July,
I don’t feel like writing to you today.  To be honest, it’s kind of surprising that we’ve made it all the way to the tenth and this is the first day that I don’t want to write. You started so well July.
Today, I had meetings. Part of me really likes being the kind of person who has “meetings”. It feels sophisticated and professional. Increasingly though, meetings represent a lot of wasted time, time spent in transit or filling time between appointments.
Today there was a lot of that time. I caught too many trams. I talked to a lot of people and tried to sound like I knew what I was talking about. I felt underprepared and a little frazzled. I struggled with the inevitable “how are you doing?” question at the start of each chat because it’s not always easy to answer that question in a way that doesn’t involve putting my head on the table and groaning.
I added things to my to do list at a frantic rate. I’m going to have to spend the weekend laboriously crossing all those things off. There won’t be much weekend happening.
Alex x

Letters to July is a project started by Emily Diana Ruth. For more information, click here.

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