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Hmm. I never really understood when people spoke of how horrifying their jobs could be. I mean, Outback was bad, but not really till the few months before I left. But now I understand what it means to feel like my job is eating my soul. I know this is only temporary (I hope) and that when Einstein's opens things will be better. I've been sitting on my ass for three months polishing my cutting and pasting skills and doing all the stupid work that nobody else wants to do, and then I get my ass kicked and am being expected to know all of this stuff that I've never been taught. I guess it's not even worth going into, and I told myself I had to try not to think about work all weekend. I've also decided that people should only be able to have jobs in which they are insanely happy and look forward to their work every day.
Until now I've never had a job in which 5:00 on Friday means I'm done for the weekend. Typically my big job days were on the weekend. I've come to a whole new understanding of "it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows, no one owns a piece of my time..." I think that's how the song goes anyway. This week, 5:00 was my godsend. I'm so happy for this weekend. I told myself I can chill and be up if I want to, I can nap if I want to, I can stay in my pjs if I want to, and all of that good stuff.
It's snowing beautifully right now. Dan will probably be plowing for the next two days. I'm okay with just being at my house for the time being, so that works out just fine. I just wish I had gone grocery shopping because I don't have that much food here, though I know I'm fine for the weekend if I just get 100% lazy and refuse to go to the store. I like grocery shopping once I'm there, but until I'm there I fight going every step of the way. So dumb.
I guess I don't really have anything of interest to say at the moment. Maybe I'll write more later.
Until now I've never had a job in which 5:00 on Friday means I'm done for the weekend. Typically my big job days were on the weekend. I've come to a whole new understanding of "it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows, no one owns a piece of my time..." I think that's how the song goes anyway. This week, 5:00 was my godsend. I'm so happy for this weekend. I told myself I can chill and be up if I want to, I can nap if I want to, I can stay in my pjs if I want to, and all of that good stuff.
It's snowing beautifully right now. Dan will probably be plowing for the next two days. I'm okay with just being at my house for the time being, so that works out just fine. I just wish I had gone grocery shopping because I don't have that much food here, though I know I'm fine for the weekend if I just get 100% lazy and refuse to go to the store. I like grocery shopping once I'm there, but until I'm there I fight going every step of the way. So dumb.
I guess I don't really have anything of interest to say at the moment. Maybe I'll write more later.