r-r-r-r-r
Thanks, everyone, for the birthday wishes, especially teddyradiator! And thanks to delphipsmith for the v-gift. It's a silly thing, but the attention gave me a little grin when I woke up and logged on.
I had a terrific birthday. My husband and my kid shopped together and got me pajamas, per my one request. My kid later reported that Groom nearly bought me satin-y polyester pjs. They sounded nice for strategic lounging purposes, like something you'd wear if you were living in an Eva Gardner movie. But imagine trying to sleep in them. Fortunately, the kid was there to move the whole decision-making process to the area of cotton knit in whimsical prints. My goodness. You think a man would know you after 182 years of marriage.
That's not fair! He also got me Harry Potter jewelry and took me out to a fantastic Italian place. Now I'm wearing a tiny Snitch necklace and I'm never taking it off.
Though celebrating my birthday was lovely, the lead-up prior to the day had me in a terrible, terrible mood. I wasn't excited to see myself become a year older this time. I haven't been that happy at work. But in the years I've worked in this position, the public service system has developed many more paperwork hoops to jump through in order to apply for other positions. It's incredibly daunting. And I'm afraid that, even having jumped through the new hoops and maybe landed some interviews, I will learn no one wants someone of my age or with my skill set.
So lots of days, I sit at my desk and seethe over my hard lot in life. This is an utterly ridiculous way to behave! My relationship with this job has the potential for greatness. I can do my core job well; when I am noticed, I am oftentimes appreciated; I am encouraged to learn and take on projects. I ought to spend my energy in constructive ways, improving my skills instead of seething. I feel like an engine that goes r-r-r-r, but doesn't turn over. I could really use a jump-start. I need a mentor, like in college when That One Teacher would inspire you and help shape your attitude during a chapter of your life.
I'll ask the universe for some guidance and see what comes of it. I mean, I know that sounds religion-y, but I'm so tired of listening to the committee in my own head.
I had a terrific birthday. My husband and my kid shopped together and got me pajamas, per my one request. My kid later reported that Groom nearly bought me satin-y polyester pjs. They sounded nice for strategic lounging purposes, like something you'd wear if you were living in an Eva Gardner movie. But imagine trying to sleep in them. Fortunately, the kid was there to move the whole decision-making process to the area of cotton knit in whimsical prints. My goodness. You think a man would know you after 182 years of marriage.
That's not fair! He also got me Harry Potter jewelry and took me out to a fantastic Italian place. Now I'm wearing a tiny Snitch necklace and I'm never taking it off.
Though celebrating my birthday was lovely, the lead-up prior to the day had me in a terrible, terrible mood. I wasn't excited to see myself become a year older this time. I haven't been that happy at work. But in the years I've worked in this position, the public service system has developed many more paperwork hoops to jump through in order to apply for other positions. It's incredibly daunting. And I'm afraid that, even having jumped through the new hoops and maybe landed some interviews, I will learn no one wants someone of my age or with my skill set.
So lots of days, I sit at my desk and seethe over my hard lot in life. This is an utterly ridiculous way to behave! My relationship with this job has the potential for greatness. I can do my core job well; when I am noticed, I am oftentimes appreciated; I am encouraged to learn and take on projects. I ought to spend my energy in constructive ways, improving my skills instead of seething. I feel like an engine that goes r-r-r-r, but doesn't turn over. I could really use a jump-start. I need a mentor, like in college when That One Teacher would inspire you and help shape your attitude during a chapter of your life.
I'll ask the universe for some guidance and see what comes of it. I mean, I know that sounds religion-y, but I'm so tired of listening to the committee in my own head.