Time flashes by
Like highbeams cresting over a hill,
a thought entered my head,
and it burns there still.
I was cleaning out my email box today, and was completely amazed to find how quickly time had passed by. Some of the emails I thought of as "new" were over a month old. Luckily my "weekend" has gone by very slowly, partly because I have nothing to do but sleep and eat. If I'd been smart, I would've schelduled my last doctors appointment for today or yesterday, but I'm not, so it'll have to wait till next week on my "weekend". Another benefit to having these days off, is it'll make the new people being hired seem to arrive so much faster.
I need:
*to still call my professor and finish my ****ing paper. You'd think it being on something I love to do, that it'd be done quickly. Nope.
*to call my student loan company and find out how to lower my loan. I can't afford to pay $200 a month. I dont know why they seem to think I'm making that sort of money, especially since when I consolidated my loan, I had to write down that I worked 20hrs wk at 7.50hr. Seriously, wtf? I am making more now, but I'm still not $200 a month worthy. Even with the living with the parents.
*to sell some of my stuff on ebay. Actually I've needed to for awhile, and I should've done it before Halloween when my more costumey vintage stuff would've sold wonderfully, but I was busy with work and tired when I came home. Its hard getting back into something you love when you have no time for it. At least I'll be able to go to estate sales once my "real weekend' kicks in. It'll make Friday another work day, but at least its work I like.It makes me feel in charge of my own destiny, something sorely lacking lately.
I need to check the weather report to see what its going to be like tonight to see if I want to wait for Ben to get home.
I was talking to one of my friends from Googols online, catching up on how the business was doing and what changes they'd made (I still need to stop by and see the renovations) and I realized something that made the difference on why I was miserable at my current job vs being being taken for granted at the old job and not having enough hours - I actually sometimes had a really excellent time at Googs. I loved the people there, I loved the teamwork even if the situation was ridiculous, and quite often it was. But sometimes its was just completely fun. I can count on my hand the number of fun days I've had at my current job. One. Halloween. Yes, there's been some silly moments, but usually in the midst of just really painful and shitty days. I had at least 9 people that I could really TALK to about how life was going, how our love lives were, our parents, our plans. Now I have two. I realized how big a difference that makes or breaks a job. Googs drove me nuts with its disorganization, and I was unhappy to have it change so that I couldnt do the parts of my job that really made me happy and gave me the hours I needed. But it was an okay job in the end, because of sheer fun we had as a group together. We had really good chemistry. I think partly what overblew the bad parts of it was my own depression, and that may also be the case here as well. But Googs didnt fuel the depression, where the current one does. And I really hate that.
a thought entered my head,
and it burns there still.
I was cleaning out my email box today, and was completely amazed to find how quickly time had passed by. Some of the emails I thought of as "new" were over a month old. Luckily my "weekend" has gone by very slowly, partly because I have nothing to do but sleep and eat. If I'd been smart, I would've schelduled my last doctors appointment for today or yesterday, but I'm not, so it'll have to wait till next week on my "weekend". Another benefit to having these days off, is it'll make the new people being hired seem to arrive so much faster.
I need:
*to still call my professor and finish my ****ing paper. You'd think it being on something I love to do, that it'd be done quickly. Nope.
*to call my student loan company and find out how to lower my loan. I can't afford to pay $200 a month. I dont know why they seem to think I'm making that sort of money, especially since when I consolidated my loan, I had to write down that I worked 20hrs wk at 7.50hr. Seriously, wtf? I am making more now, but I'm still not $200 a month worthy. Even with the living with the parents.
*to sell some of my stuff on ebay. Actually I've needed to for awhile, and I should've done it before Halloween when my more costumey vintage stuff would've sold wonderfully, but I was busy with work and tired when I came home. Its hard getting back into something you love when you have no time for it. At least I'll be able to go to estate sales once my "real weekend' kicks in. It'll make Friday another work day, but at least its work I like.It makes me feel in charge of my own destiny, something sorely lacking lately.
I need to check the weather report to see what its going to be like tonight to see if I want to wait for Ben to get home.
I was talking to one of my friends from Googols online, catching up on how the business was doing and what changes they'd made (I still need to stop by and see the renovations) and I realized something that made the difference on why I was miserable at my current job vs being being taken for granted at the old job and not having enough hours - I actually sometimes had a really excellent time at Googs. I loved the people there, I loved the teamwork even if the situation was ridiculous, and quite often it was. But sometimes its was just completely fun. I can count on my hand the number of fun days I've had at my current job. One. Halloween. Yes, there's been some silly moments, but usually in the midst of just really painful and shitty days. I had at least 9 people that I could really TALK to about how life was going, how our love lives were, our parents, our plans. Now I have two. I realized how big a difference that makes or breaks a job. Googs drove me nuts with its disorganization, and I was unhappy to have it change so that I couldnt do the parts of my job that really made me happy and gave me the hours I needed. But it was an okay job in the end, because of sheer fun we had as a group together. We had really good chemistry. I think partly what overblew the bad parts of it was my own depression, and that may also be the case here as well. But Googs didnt fuel the depression, where the current one does. And I really hate that.