A storm rolled through and ruined my night and right I'm feeling like I've run a marathon I wasn't even aware I was in. Luckily tomorrow is another day and music has returned to help me power through it.
SHUT THE DAMN CAR OFF
I was late to sleep because my wife was out at a very early work Christmas do and I wanted to make sure she was okay before I nodded off to save the world, the cheerleader or whatever needed to be saved this time around in my dreams. How that was soon interrupted as a small storm turned up on the scene and kicked up enough coughing particles to have me sounding like I was attempting to jump start a small car for most of the night.
Of course I didn't want that car to start, I needed the damn thing to recharge and after pumping in enough Ventolin to make a pharmaceuticals CEO excited, I finally nodded off sore and exhausted. The alarm went off a couple of hours later and I knew the day already had that 'not worth it today, come back tomorrow' feel.
We've all had those days really.
AND THAT'S WHERE IT STARTED
There were a few technical hiccups along the way, things played when they shouldn't, silence played when things should be playing. In a post show air check I found out I got too detailed into a story (I pretty much read what every article about the story had used) when I could be far briefer and let our own news do all the heavy lifting. Sometimes I talk too much, often I repeat what someone has already said (the boss believes it's a carry over from the last time I did breakfast radio, personally making sure nothing was missed ever - I'm not sure on that one though, I think it's more reflex. Either way, I've got to shut up more and stop relying on off the cuff quips.) All in all okay with improvements to take on board and think about.
Now back during the early days, I really would have taken this to heart and just about beat myself up over it - analysing the words and opinions long into the afternoon and into the night when I should be sleeping (like a throwback to High School 'What did she mean by what she said? Does she still like me?? And why did she give that guy that look??') Sometimes I'd go heavy on the weights outside in anger 'But I know what I'm doing damnit!' and I'd be glad of groups such as Secret Men's Business to burn off my mini mountain sized frustrations.
But now I think I'm wise enough to stop myself in time from getting to that point of angry outbursts and denial. I mentally reminded myself during the meeting that I was running on vapours and that when you're on the dregs of your own energy tanks, sometimes you can take things the wrong way and I'd be the first to fire both barrels right back if I thought I was being slighted or unfairly treated.
But it's genuine advice from someone who's been there and done that and worked with plenty at my level and beyond. And if a guy like that is steering the ship and gives you advice on how not to get knocked out my a swinging mast, I'm going to listen for the sake of my own skull.
And when I get home, I'm not going to dwell on it (save for writing about it here obviously) because I know tomorrow's another day, everyone has down days and short of another freaking storm tonight, I should sleep okay tonight. Well fingers crossed on that last one.
MY TOP TIPS WHEN YOU'RE AT THE BACK END OF A ROUGH DAY
-Admit it, not just to yourself but to those around you. Pretending you're fine when you're not (and sometimes it can be pretty obvious) isn't helping anyone, especially you. We all have rough days and misfires from the people who pick up your garbage to celebs like Michael Jordan. Sometimes talking about it helps you move past it fast too (plus people know not to annoy you). If you keep a diary, write it in there to help you get it off your chest.
-Do something you like when it's done. Read, create, write, eat, drink, exercise. Watch your favourite show on Netflix again, dig up a classic movie (Aliens anyone?), lift some weights, go for a walk, call a friend, cook up a storm (I wouldn't advise getting drunk, that's just going to hurt). Get into those things you love but while doing that, avoid all social media. Because I guarantee you'll always come across someone's status (good or bad) that's going to bring you down and that's the last thing you need when you're trying to brighten up your day.
-Finally get some good sleep, even if that means going to bed early. We all feel better mentally after a big sleep even if it means we're between the sheets early. Switch off the phone, the games, everything save for the alarm and hit the pillow. Tomorrow is a new day ready to have it's rear end kicked, just by you.
RIGHT, LET'S MOVE ON
And go to the arcade! My arcade specifically as I've just kicked off a brand new channel all about the arcade games of old including plenty you've never heard of. Behold the first mini episode where I get into my LunchMame controller and how easy they were to make.
I would love your likes, I'd love you even more to subscribe as the arcade goodness content keeps coming and my (potential) millions of dollars each week keeps climbing. Thanks in advance!
I CAN HEAR CLEARLY NOW!
In the past two years since moving to a mobile phone with no headphone port, I've discovered I'm pretty bad at wireless headphones. Sorry, I should clarify that - I'm great at getting them to talk to my phone, I'm terrible at not losing them. I started off with a pair of Sony in ears that looked like this:
...and easy to lose. Again, having them hanging around my neck (obviously not in my ears at the time) led to them snaking off somewhere like the Sony's and I have no idea where they landed even though I've turned the house upside down to try and find them.
Of course having them unbalanced with those control buttons on one side didn't help but hey, I didn't pay enough attention and now they're out there somewhere.
-Price. They cost me $50 at JB so that didn't break the bank.
Proper review coming soon but for now I'm happy to have some music to my ears, especially when I find myself fighting against the night to try and stop coughing.
Wish me luck!
-Almigo
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