Ahhh! Into the morning.
I decided I really felt like tea today.
So I went all faerievixen2 on it - and got some tea instead of the usual coffee.
It feels like a good morning. I know I'll probably drive out to Everett, one way or the other tonight.
I want to see the puppies again, and visit with the folks.
I'd wager that if I were cool enough to make myself leave early enough - I'd drop by the gym on my way home.
But if I don't, I won't feel too bad.
I can always go Thursday, right?
I never thought I'd like the gym that much at all. Though - now that I have a routine there, and the machines that I like, it works. I thought people were idiots before. "Why be couped up into cemented rooms and go nowhere while exercising???? Ugh," I had said.
*shrugs* It really isn't that bad! All weather, any time of the night.
I whole-heartedly want to thank herne51 for giving me the extra push last night that caused me to leave my house and stop whining. (To work out at the gym.) He said, "Go. Leave." And because of that. I did.
Again, thank you! I was able to burn off the rest of my weekend cocktails. You're my hero.
And I'm my hero.
The green tea is good. I had raspberry before, and this time I got Honey Lemon Ginseng. I was curious.
Why always stick with the familiar?
*Breathes into tea and fogs up glasses* Hehehehehehe!
Omgs. So, I have to be out of the office by 8:15. And onto the first work requests because I have a ton and if I take care of a bunch of those, the list will be smaller and I'll feel better in general.
And then when Tim #2 comes back from vacation there WILL NOT be a backlog of work to be done.
This is the goal. I'm a valuable employee and I should really stop pretending that I suck.
The truth is that I do not suck.
I just allow myself to momentarily believe things like that. And that's stupid.
So my job isn't 100% busy ALL the time. Not everyone's job is. I should take the chill pill from 2 posts ago on my icon, and realize that I do a good job, or I wouldn't be here, and they wouldn't have hired me.
It has been 4 years on April 1st since I set foot in this office. I had no idea that the group of people here would change my life, and I had no idea that this place would help me grow professionally, and embrace my lack of experience. How blessed was I to find a place that accepted me in spite of my college-student status, and even more so - AGE. (Or lack there-of age.)
No matter how frustrated I get with said other co-worker ... I realize that things here are still awesome.
On an unrelated side note that saddened me:
I was going to the store for my morning coffee (tea) run, when I picked up the Issaquah Press. I always do on a Wednesday (to read the headline.) I almost cried:
"Housing plan proposed for Tiger Mountain."
No. NO. NO!!! Tiger mountain and I have a very strong relationship together. We have been through thick and thin in my life, and I feel Tiger has taught me many lessons. This is like telling me that you want to glue monopoly houses to my great-grandmother's nose because it would make lots of money. Tiger mountain has been a teacher, a friend, and a lover to me. As my sweat flows into the mountain, the mountain flows into me. Years of sharing life together have brought me to a place where I consider this mountain a part of my body. Maybe this is foolishly passionate... it's just that I fell deeply in love with Tiger. And Tiger and I had an understanding. Tiger mountain owns me. A part of my soul. Just as Wallace Falls owns me. The mountains that I have followed in all seasons, time and time again.
The thought of someone hacking into the side of Tiger and ruining it's continuity of beauty - devastates me. I know the other mountains have faced similiar problems. I know I live in a place that once was beauteous and untouched, as we all do.
I hope it gets denied. This is the one mountain so far, that has been unscatched by grubby-rich bitch hands.
The anger that I feel wells up inside of me and makes me want to snap. Keep me away from permitting department anytime soon - for should I run into a "developer," I will scream at them? Perhaps not, but none the less.
Regardless. I remember once aroidan and my brother made a comment about how they liked to try a new trail every time out. And I had insisted that this was understandable, though I liked to know every crevice of a trail. Familiarity.
What I couldn't put into words then, was that I liked to build a relationship with the specific areas of earth around me.
And now, I couldn't expect them to understand that for themselves. Curious, energetic men. Bound by excitement and physical challenge. I am that way also - though I find I fall back on the beauty of stability that I find with my beloved landmarks.
In fact, I miss Wallace Falls. Perhaps I am due for a trip up to Goldbar to revisit the old friend. I am sure it would welcome me with open arms.
-Angela
So I went all faerievixen2 on it - and got some tea instead of the usual coffee.
It feels like a good morning. I know I'll probably drive out to Everett, one way or the other tonight.
I want to see the puppies again, and visit with the folks.
I'd wager that if I were cool enough to make myself leave early enough - I'd drop by the gym on my way home.
But if I don't, I won't feel too bad.
I can always go Thursday, right?
I never thought I'd like the gym that much at all. Though - now that I have a routine there, and the machines that I like, it works. I thought people were idiots before. "Why be couped up into cemented rooms and go nowhere while exercising???? Ugh," I had said.
*shrugs* It really isn't that bad! All weather, any time of the night.
I whole-heartedly want to thank herne51 for giving me the extra push last night that caused me to leave my house and stop whining. (To work out at the gym.) He said, "Go. Leave." And because of that. I did.
Again, thank you! I was able to burn off the rest of my weekend cocktails. You're my hero.
And I'm my hero.
The green tea is good. I had raspberry before, and this time I got Honey Lemon Ginseng. I was curious.
Why always stick with the familiar?
*Breathes into tea and fogs up glasses* Hehehehehehe!
Omgs. So, I have to be out of the office by 8:15. And onto the first work requests because I have a ton and if I take care of a bunch of those, the list will be smaller and I'll feel better in general.
And then when Tim #2 comes back from vacation there WILL NOT be a backlog of work to be done.
This is the goal. I'm a valuable employee and I should really stop pretending that I suck.
The truth is that I do not suck.
I just allow myself to momentarily believe things like that. And that's stupid.
So my job isn't 100% busy ALL the time. Not everyone's job is. I should take the chill pill from 2 posts ago on my icon, and realize that I do a good job, or I wouldn't be here, and they wouldn't have hired me.
It has been 4 years on April 1st since I set foot in this office. I had no idea that the group of people here would change my life, and I had no idea that this place would help me grow professionally, and embrace my lack of experience. How blessed was I to find a place that accepted me in spite of my college-student status, and even more so - AGE. (Or lack there-of age.)
No matter how frustrated I get with said other co-worker ... I realize that things here are still awesome.
On an unrelated side note that saddened me:
I was going to the store for my morning coffee (tea) run, when I picked up the Issaquah Press. I always do on a Wednesday (to read the headline.) I almost cried:
"Housing plan proposed for Tiger Mountain."
No. NO. NO!!! Tiger mountain and I have a very strong relationship together. We have been through thick and thin in my life, and I feel Tiger has taught me many lessons. This is like telling me that you want to glue monopoly houses to my great-grandmother's nose because it would make lots of money. Tiger mountain has been a teacher, a friend, and a lover to me. As my sweat flows into the mountain, the mountain flows into me. Years of sharing life together have brought me to a place where I consider this mountain a part of my body. Maybe this is foolishly passionate... it's just that I fell deeply in love with Tiger. And Tiger and I had an understanding. Tiger mountain owns me. A part of my soul. Just as Wallace Falls owns me. The mountains that I have followed in all seasons, time and time again.
The thought of someone hacking into the side of Tiger and ruining it's continuity of beauty - devastates me. I know the other mountains have faced similiar problems. I know I live in a place that once was beauteous and untouched, as we all do.
I hope it gets denied. This is the one mountain so far, that has been unscatched by grubby-rich bitch hands.
The anger that I feel wells up inside of me and makes me want to snap. Keep me away from permitting department anytime soon - for should I run into a "developer," I will scream at them? Perhaps not, but none the less.
Regardless. I remember once aroidan and my brother made a comment about how they liked to try a new trail every time out. And I had insisted that this was understandable, though I liked to know every crevice of a trail. Familiarity.
What I couldn't put into words then, was that I liked to build a relationship with the specific areas of earth around me.
And now, I couldn't expect them to understand that for themselves. Curious, energetic men. Bound by excitement and physical challenge. I am that way also - though I find I fall back on the beauty of stability that I find with my beloved landmarks.
In fact, I miss Wallace Falls. Perhaps I am due for a trip up to Goldbar to revisit the old friend. I am sure it would welcome me with open arms.
-Angela