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My job is extremely boring right now. I have to make DVD copies of all of the interviews we've done for the past year and a half (almost a hundred, each an hour long). Which means I sit at my desk, find the right file, press GO and then wait. Label CD, address envelope, stamp. The programming for the project that I was hired for ended in February, so everything that I've been doing since then has been related to this digital archive that we're creating, which means a lot of tedium. It's making me rethink any desire I had to go into library sciences. I can't do this staring at a computer all day thing, which severely limits future job prospects.
My mom was in town last week, which created some apprehension for me. It was so weird. She told me she came to hang out, but I invited her to come because she wouldn't have a reason to go to NY for awhile. I didn't expect her to take me up on it, but she came, and we did NY things, but she was so unhelpful in planning things, which was not her. And she's still making these comments about ways to make me stay, which really bug me. I feel like I've had to fight her in every decision I've made in the past year, and now she's finding all these passive aggressive ways to punish me. Really makes me want to come home for three whole weeks with nothing to do besides pack up my room (making me put all of my things in the rafters) and paint my bedroom (refuses to leave it green for two years--she will probably paint it beige to spite me). This is all growing up and moving out stuff, but my brother hasn't even done it yet and he's 28. Again, another WAH post, but the monotony of life is starting to get to me, especially when looking at all the stuff that Nicky is doing. I love her pictures and her blog and everything she posts, and I know that my life is going to be completely different than hers--easier in a lot of ways--but I still want it. I can't imagine backing out now, and I wish my mom would stop treating it as if it were something I could decide not to do.
On the upside, I have a lot of fun things planned for my last month in NY, and I'm excited to do them. Thursday I head to DC to hang with my friend Gil for the weekend, and then up to Albany the week after to see Amanda Post, and then I'm sure other things.
My mom was in town last week, which created some apprehension for me. It was so weird. She told me she came to hang out, but I invited her to come because she wouldn't have a reason to go to NY for awhile. I didn't expect her to take me up on it, but she came, and we did NY things, but she was so unhelpful in planning things, which was not her. And she's still making these comments about ways to make me stay, which really bug me. I feel like I've had to fight her in every decision I've made in the past year, and now she's finding all these passive aggressive ways to punish me. Really makes me want to come home for three whole weeks with nothing to do besides pack up my room (making me put all of my things in the rafters) and paint my bedroom (refuses to leave it green for two years--she will probably paint it beige to spite me). This is all growing up and moving out stuff, but my brother hasn't even done it yet and he's 28. Again, another WAH post, but the monotony of life is starting to get to me, especially when looking at all the stuff that Nicky is doing. I love her pictures and her blog and everything she posts, and I know that my life is going to be completely different than hers--easier in a lot of ways--but I still want it. I can't imagine backing out now, and I wish my mom would stop treating it as if it were something I could decide not to do.
On the upside, I have a lot of fun things planned for my last month in NY, and I'm excited to do them. Thursday I head to DC to hang with my friend Gil for the weekend, and then up to Albany the week after to see Amanda Post, and then I'm sure other things.