March 31st, 1984
I used to write in this thing all the time, but I haven't in the past, like... sixth months. Whoa. I'm slacking.
It's been a year and a half at the Ministry and I... don't know if it's the best place for me.I don't mind the work but some days I really have to work up the motivation to go and it shouldn't be that way for something you're supposed to spend your life doing, right?
Having so many family members around all day, every day, has its ups and downs. I don't want special attention just because Mum's Department Head and my uncles are in charge of three of the four main divisions. But sometimes I do, by accident, and I just feel awkward around everyone else. Ralden totally gets it and I'm actually really grateful he's around to talk and to ask advice from. I know he's got a lot on his plat at the moment, especially with the new baby, and it means a lot that he's willing to listen to ramblings from his kid brother any time of day, no questions asked.
Maybe it's just been getting through the winter that's been making me gloomy on the work front and that it will get better over the rest of the spring and summer. I'm hoping, anyway. I'll have to revisit this idea then to see if my feelings have changed any. Should I start looking for a new job, just in case?
Everything else in life is pretty fabulous, though. I have a new nephew, things with Abby are as good as they've ever been, people are getting along... It almost all makes up for the giant question marks at work.