My desire to play KH2 again grows each day...
I like it that my boss at the Cathedral trusts me enough to tell me things. It's great. It makes me feel like I'm doing something right.
However, I don't like it when I have to not tell people things. When I know he's going to say no to someone about something and I can't tell them because I don't think I should. When he's trying to phase someone out rather than just telling them they need to fix what they're doing. When he's concerned about the status of people who work here, but won't just ask them what their status is. No one likes confrontation. No one likes people to be mad at them. That much is obvious. But it's gotten to the point of no return on several subjects here, and I'm not going to be the one to broach them. I have a feeling at least one of the issues around here I'm going to have to deal with, and it's with someone who's not only a co-worker, essentially, but an old and good friend. It's very frustrating.
It's only 3 PM. It feels like I've been here for about six hours as opposed to three. I've done just about all I can do around here today without getting in someone's way; obviously, 'cause I'm posting right now as opposed to doing something else. I suppose it's time to create some work; I don't know what else to do.
Have worked out a budget for the next three weeks, at least. Phone bill will be paid (hopefully before they shut it off, so I don't get a service charge), car insurances will be renewed, payment plans with the gas company and internet provider will be set up. I'm going down the right path, so far.
I reminded myself the other day that several years ago, I was able to work (albeit excessively) and save up not only enough for a relatively expensive plane ticket, but also to have a good deal of cash set aside for a trip to Sweden. To be fair to myself, I had next to no bills then, but I was able to do it. The desire to go to London is growing far too great. I know that if I just bear down, give up what I don't need (so long, Starbucks...), get everything paid on time, and work my ass off, I can make it there sooner than later. I have set the unrealistic goal of mid-January or mid-February. I'm hoping I can make it a reality. Even if I can't actually make it to London by then, I will at least have my life squared away by then. Perhaps that's the push I need. Perhaps not. I'm trying anything now, though, because I'm sick of feeling this way.
Though it doesn't sound like it, I'm in a very happy, warm, and fuzzy sort of mood. Pushing for it to stick around.
However, I don't like it when I have to not tell people things. When I know he's going to say no to someone about something and I can't tell them because I don't think I should. When he's trying to phase someone out rather than just telling them they need to fix what they're doing. When he's concerned about the status of people who work here, but won't just ask them what their status is. No one likes confrontation. No one likes people to be mad at them. That much is obvious. But it's gotten to the point of no return on several subjects here, and I'm not going to be the one to broach them. I have a feeling at least one of the issues around here I'm going to have to deal with, and it's with someone who's not only a co-worker, essentially, but an old and good friend. It's very frustrating.
It's only 3 PM. It feels like I've been here for about six hours as opposed to three. I've done just about all I can do around here today without getting in someone's way; obviously, 'cause I'm posting right now as opposed to doing something else. I suppose it's time to create some work; I don't know what else to do.
Have worked out a budget for the next three weeks, at least. Phone bill will be paid (hopefully before they shut it off, so I don't get a service charge), car insurances will be renewed, payment plans with the gas company and internet provider will be set up. I'm going down the right path, so far.
I reminded myself the other day that several years ago, I was able to work (albeit excessively) and save up not only enough for a relatively expensive plane ticket, but also to have a good deal of cash set aside for a trip to Sweden. To be fair to myself, I had next to no bills then, but I was able to do it. The desire to go to London is growing far too great. I know that if I just bear down, give up what I don't need (so long, Starbucks...), get everything paid on time, and work my ass off, I can make it there sooner than later. I have set the unrealistic goal of mid-January or mid-February. I'm hoping I can make it a reality. Even if I can't actually make it to London by then, I will at least have my life squared away by then. Perhaps that's the push I need. Perhaps not. I'm trying anything now, though, because I'm sick of feeling this way.
Though it doesn't sound like it, I'm in a very happy, warm, and fuzzy sort of mood. Pushing for it to stick around.