Doors
I have to be at work in three hours. Every time I notice that, I think of a surreal episode of Sealab 2021.
I went to work yesterday with every intention of flaunting my test scores to anyone who made eye contact with me, but instead, we were swamped from the beginning of the workday until maybe 4:00. At one point, we had 80 prescriptions in the Fill station. I did make a tiny thing about my test scores to David early on in my shift though. We were joking about something, and I said, "Oh, and you may want to frame this." Then he told Greg, one of the pharmacists, who pretended to show indifference because that's how he rolls. And that was all the to-do that was made, as it was only the three of us in the pharmacy at the time I made it known. Later in the day, Christa (one of the techs) congratulated me. I had posted about it on Facebook the day prior. I'm sure I'll hear more about it today.
Unfortunately, today is the day that I give my notice at work. We went to check out the house Tuesday afternoon, and we fell in love with it. It is so amazing. I would have taken pictures, but people still reside in the home for the next week and change, so I felt uncomfortable with the idea of photographing the house with their belongings in it. The living room is enormous, with a wall that is almost entire windows, which display a gorgeous view of the hilly countryside. There's also a wraparound deck where one can enjoy the view. The kitchen is smaller than the one we currently have, but I like that part of it is a bar area where one can place stools. The basement is being used as an entertainment area, and we might steal that idea. It might also be where we exercise. There's a loft, and I imagine a nice bistro table and chairs would go nicely up there, along with some coffee-themed pictures and the like. A couple had viewed the home the day prior to us seeing it, but they turned it down because it didn't have an attached garage. The real estate agent noted this to us in a regretful tone, as if to apologize for the lack of a garage. I told her, "I have never had a garage, so such a thing would be a luxury. I'm not missing what I've never had," and AJ said pretty much the same.
Anyway, my point. We weren't sure if we were getting the house. It was being shown a lot, and we still had some reservations, such as, "Will we have good internet in this area?" which sounds silly, but we've had horrible satellite internet with Hughes Net for the past 14 months, and where we move will be our home for at least two years. AJ has miraculously not gone Jack Torrance on me with his lack of Xbox Live, and I'd like to keep it that way by giving him back his Xbox Live. We found out that we can get Frontier to hook us up with good internet, so that was one question answered. And then all of the other questions were answered, so it was a matter of writing out the check to cover the security deposit and meeting with the real estate agent to hand it over. Until that was to happen, I felt like it was still uncertain. Anything could happen between deciding that this is the home we want and knowing it's the home we will have. Yesterday evening, AJ successfully dropped off the check. The lease will be written up next week, and the house will be available on the 15th.
No one in the pharmacy knows that we've been planning on moving. I didn't want to make a thing about it because everything was so up in the air, so it was uncertain as to when and where we would be leaving. I decided to keep going like business as usual and signed up to take the national certification exam, and then I took it and passed it. I didn't want to assume that we'd be gone sooner rather than later and then be stuck without a job (because I get six months to be certified, and I'm five months in). I didn't want to let them know too soon and have this awkwardness in the air for an indeterminate period of time, even if the awkwardness was in my own mind. However, now I wonder if that was the best way to go about it because now it seems out of nowhere. Because it is. I feel like I've been lying by omission by not saying anything.
Olivia says I'm making too big of a deal about it though and that I have to do what I have to do. And she's right. I'm just worried that people will think less of me with putting in my notice. I do like the people I work with. I've had reservations about Greg lately because I worry that his jokes are prods about negative aspects of my personality, but yesterday I didn't get that impression. I can't remember what started it, but David was joking about something, and it prompted me to say, "But according to Greg, I'm already annoying." Greg said, "I don't think you're annoying. I think you're amusing. Isn't that right, Mihee (another pharmacist)?" "Yeah, Miki's funny... in a weird way." I'm gonna miss these people, but I gotta do what I gotta do, and hopefully they'll understand that. And if not, well, I'll only be there for two more weeks.
I'm planning on asking for a transfer to a Walmart store near where we're moving. It's not ideal, as I don't see myself working in a pharmacy five years down the road, but it's employment, so I guess it's not officially quitting, so much as relocating. And if the counseling job pans out, then I can cancel my transfer. Yesterday I came home to find an e-mail from the outreach director who interviewed me last week, who wrote to inform me that her director was returning to the office today, so she'd have information for me soon hopefully. I replied letting her know that I'm free to meet tomorrow, or Tuesday or Friday of next week.
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On a mostly different note, due to the moving plans, I won't be going to the Jazz in the Park in Staunton like I'd initially planned. Richard is unable to go due to work, so I'd been planning to head out there by myself, which was going to be a therapeutic thing for me because I'm anxious over going to unfamiliar places, and I also have anxiety over going to outings by myself. It'd be good to step outside of my comfort zone. However, the house is free on the 15th. I work the 15th, 16th, and 17th. I have off the 18th, 19th, and that weekend... and I guess every day from henceforth since I'm putting in my notice. Anyway. AJ had initially wanted us to move the weekend of the Staunton trip, which is the weekend of Friday the 19th through Sunday the 21st, but I've had my heart set on going, and anxiety prevented me from making the last trip, so I really want to come to this one. So instead, we'll be packing and most likely making a couple of trips out to the new house that Thursday and early Friday. Then I plan to get to Staunton that Friday afternoon or evening to wander on my own for a bit before Robert, Matt, KB, and the crew of people who I don't know show up that night. I want to venture around by my lonesome to take photographs of the town before they get there because I feel pressured when I photograph when I'm around people. I feel like I'm holding them up, and then I regret not taking lots of pictures after the fact. Staunton is a beautiful place, and I want to photographically document it as much as possible to represent what I see when I see it.
I was first invited to go to Staunton for a trip in November 2009. Matt invited me and dozens of people on his friends list on Facebook for a weekend of watching Shakespearean plays. At first, I wasn't planning on attending because I hadn't seen Matt in years and knew him through Robert. I didn't know any of their friends. I didn't want to go to spend a weekend watching plays and analyzing the content and being viewed as a fraud for not being as a literature geek as the rest of them, but something told me to push past my worries and actually talk to Matt about it, and I felt comfortable with RSVPing as attending. I got there the night before everyone else, which gave me time to wander, just as I plan to do this time around. I instantly fell in love, although I was a bit wary with the early autumn nightfall in an unfamiliar place, so I power-walked, for the most part, to the playhouse. I watched Titus Adronicus by myself, and I'm not one to watch things on my own. I don't go to movie theaters by myself. Why would I see a play by myself? Well, I did, and I loved it. I remember calling Dorene after the show, sitting outside of the playhouse talking for a while and then walking back to the hotel, feeling so comfortable in my surroundings and so lost in conversation that I missed where I was supposed to turn, and I wasn't afraid! The following morning, I allowed myself to get lost and take pictures, and I was completely at peace. Later that afternoon, Robert showed up, and he wandered with me. Shortly before the afternoon play, Matt and his girlfriend at the time Darcy arrived. The weekend was full of laughing, coffee-imbibing, play-watching, meandering, and late night conversing. It was wonderful. And even though this'll be my fifth trip in two years, I'm still just as excited about going.
I'm sure there was something else I wanted to talk about. Oh, well.
I went to work yesterday with every intention of flaunting my test scores to anyone who made eye contact with me, but instead, we were swamped from the beginning of the workday until maybe 4:00. At one point, we had 80 prescriptions in the Fill station. I did make a tiny thing about my test scores to David early on in my shift though. We were joking about something, and I said, "Oh, and you may want to frame this." Then he told Greg, one of the pharmacists, who pretended to show indifference because that's how he rolls. And that was all the to-do that was made, as it was only the three of us in the pharmacy at the time I made it known. Later in the day, Christa (one of the techs) congratulated me. I had posted about it on Facebook the day prior. I'm sure I'll hear more about it today.
Unfortunately, today is the day that I give my notice at work. We went to check out the house Tuesday afternoon, and we fell in love with it. It is so amazing. I would have taken pictures, but people still reside in the home for the next week and change, so I felt uncomfortable with the idea of photographing the house with their belongings in it. The living room is enormous, with a wall that is almost entire windows, which display a gorgeous view of the hilly countryside. There's also a wraparound deck where one can enjoy the view. The kitchen is smaller than the one we currently have, but I like that part of it is a bar area where one can place stools. The basement is being used as an entertainment area, and we might steal that idea. It might also be where we exercise. There's a loft, and I imagine a nice bistro table and chairs would go nicely up there, along with some coffee-themed pictures and the like. A couple had viewed the home the day prior to us seeing it, but they turned it down because it didn't have an attached garage. The real estate agent noted this to us in a regretful tone, as if to apologize for the lack of a garage. I told her, "I have never had a garage, so such a thing would be a luxury. I'm not missing what I've never had," and AJ said pretty much the same.
Anyway, my point. We weren't sure if we were getting the house. It was being shown a lot, and we still had some reservations, such as, "Will we have good internet in this area?" which sounds silly, but we've had horrible satellite internet with Hughes Net for the past 14 months, and where we move will be our home for at least two years. AJ has miraculously not gone Jack Torrance on me with his lack of Xbox Live, and I'd like to keep it that way by giving him back his Xbox Live. We found out that we can get Frontier to hook us up with good internet, so that was one question answered. And then all of the other questions were answered, so it was a matter of writing out the check to cover the security deposit and meeting with the real estate agent to hand it over. Until that was to happen, I felt like it was still uncertain. Anything could happen between deciding that this is the home we want and knowing it's the home we will have. Yesterday evening, AJ successfully dropped off the check. The lease will be written up next week, and the house will be available on the 15th.
No one in the pharmacy knows that we've been planning on moving. I didn't want to make a thing about it because everything was so up in the air, so it was uncertain as to when and where we would be leaving. I decided to keep going like business as usual and signed up to take the national certification exam, and then I took it and passed it. I didn't want to assume that we'd be gone sooner rather than later and then be stuck without a job (because I get six months to be certified, and I'm five months in). I didn't want to let them know too soon and have this awkwardness in the air for an indeterminate period of time, even if the awkwardness was in my own mind. However, now I wonder if that was the best way to go about it because now it seems out of nowhere. Because it is. I feel like I've been lying by omission by not saying anything.
Olivia says I'm making too big of a deal about it though and that I have to do what I have to do. And she's right. I'm just worried that people will think less of me with putting in my notice. I do like the people I work with. I've had reservations about Greg lately because I worry that his jokes are prods about negative aspects of my personality, but yesterday I didn't get that impression. I can't remember what started it, but David was joking about something, and it prompted me to say, "But according to Greg, I'm already annoying." Greg said, "I don't think you're annoying. I think you're amusing. Isn't that right, Mihee (another pharmacist)?" "Yeah, Miki's funny... in a weird way." I'm gonna miss these people, but I gotta do what I gotta do, and hopefully they'll understand that. And if not, well, I'll only be there for two more weeks.
I'm planning on asking for a transfer to a Walmart store near where we're moving. It's not ideal, as I don't see myself working in a pharmacy five years down the road, but it's employment, so I guess it's not officially quitting, so much as relocating. And if the counseling job pans out, then I can cancel my transfer. Yesterday I came home to find an e-mail from the outreach director who interviewed me last week, who wrote to inform me that her director was returning to the office today, so she'd have information for me soon hopefully. I replied letting her know that I'm free to meet tomorrow, or Tuesday or Friday of next week.
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On a mostly different note, due to the moving plans, I won't be going to the Jazz in the Park in Staunton like I'd initially planned. Richard is unable to go due to work, so I'd been planning to head out there by myself, which was going to be a therapeutic thing for me because I'm anxious over going to unfamiliar places, and I also have anxiety over going to outings by myself. It'd be good to step outside of my comfort zone. However, the house is free on the 15th. I work the 15th, 16th, and 17th. I have off the 18th, 19th, and that weekend... and I guess every day from henceforth since I'm putting in my notice. Anyway. AJ had initially wanted us to move the weekend of the Staunton trip, which is the weekend of Friday the 19th through Sunday the 21st, but I've had my heart set on going, and anxiety prevented me from making the last trip, so I really want to come to this one. So instead, we'll be packing and most likely making a couple of trips out to the new house that Thursday and early Friday. Then I plan to get to Staunton that Friday afternoon or evening to wander on my own for a bit before Robert, Matt, KB, and the crew of people who I don't know show up that night. I want to venture around by my lonesome to take photographs of the town before they get there because I feel pressured when I photograph when I'm around people. I feel like I'm holding them up, and then I regret not taking lots of pictures after the fact. Staunton is a beautiful place, and I want to photographically document it as much as possible to represent what I see when I see it.
I was first invited to go to Staunton for a trip in November 2009. Matt invited me and dozens of people on his friends list on Facebook for a weekend of watching Shakespearean plays. At first, I wasn't planning on attending because I hadn't seen Matt in years and knew him through Robert. I didn't know any of their friends. I didn't want to go to spend a weekend watching plays and analyzing the content and being viewed as a fraud for not being as a literature geek as the rest of them, but something told me to push past my worries and actually talk to Matt about it, and I felt comfortable with RSVPing as attending. I got there the night before everyone else, which gave me time to wander, just as I plan to do this time around. I instantly fell in love, although I was a bit wary with the early autumn nightfall in an unfamiliar place, so I power-walked, for the most part, to the playhouse. I watched Titus Adronicus by myself, and I'm not one to watch things on my own. I don't go to movie theaters by myself. Why would I see a play by myself? Well, I did, and I loved it. I remember calling Dorene after the show, sitting outside of the playhouse talking for a while and then walking back to the hotel, feeling so comfortable in my surroundings and so lost in conversation that I missed where I was supposed to turn, and I wasn't afraid! The following morning, I allowed myself to get lost and take pictures, and I was completely at peace. Later that afternoon, Robert showed up, and he wandered with me. Shortly before the afternoon play, Matt and his girlfriend at the time Darcy arrived. The weekend was full of laughing, coffee-imbibing, play-watching, meandering, and late night conversing. It was wonderful. And even though this'll be my fifth trip in two years, I'm still just as excited about going.
I'm sure there was something else I wanted to talk about. Oh, well.