They always say be careful what you wish for, as you may just get it.
For decades I have wished for a telecommute job; visions of working from home sans shoes (and pant-less Fridays) being one of the cool kids with a laptop at the coffee shop, able to go to the bank, ya know during bank hours etc ...
Who wouldn't want that right? Through the many twist and turns in my life I now have just that a 100% telecommute position, there isn't an office for me to go to even if I wanted to.
So yeah I may still be in an adjustment period, as I am both brand new to the company and telecommuting, so maybe I'll get better at it over time. but right now I am very whelmed on the verge of overwhelmed.
I have my desk area set up as efficiently as i can (until I move into a new place), have pretty comfortable chair; most importantly I feel productive when the work flows across my desk. The downside while I can go to the coffee shop to work I feel less efficient so I don't go. I am so paranoid about missing an email,msg, phone call etc I don't leave the house to go to the bank. When I get the type of problem that you may stay an extra hour or two to work on ( ya know instead of fighting traffic home) I will work it til it is solved or 3 am (so I can get a nap before the 6am alarm)
In less than 4 months this job feels like it has taken over my life. When I am not at my desk I am not at work and enjoy my friends, my town, and the world; but I can't easily leave my desk.
hey at least I'm not wearing shoes
is deeper than 140 characters?
maybe I should start keeping track of things here again?
maybe I should just go eat lunch?
Been forever since I put as few keystrokes to screen here.
in true holiday tradition I am rather depressed, a fact I didn't fully realize until I was looking at the last slice of a large pizza I ordered today (and planed to be my normal 2 and a 1/2 day meal allowance)
I still have a job ... I hope, actually no I have more job security now than I have had in years. Well not that I am really confidant in my job, but I know that I would have to screw up pretty bad to be let go, and "security" is a pretty recession proof business cause as one client tole me a couple months ago " I have to have this working by Friday, I leave to go out of town and there are people in my neighborhood!"
I have been reading a lot lately right now just a series of stupid fiction novels, but for a dyslexic guy to crank out a book in less than a week; I'll take that as a point of pride.
The dog is healthy (as much as a shar-pei can be) happy (as much as a shar-pei can be) and gassy (more so than a shar-pei should be) she still makes me laugh all the time, but I have to admit I have been thinking about getting a second dog for a few weeks. So the first thing you (and everyone that I have mentioned this to) will say is what about New York, moving one dog will be near impossible two will be out of the question. I know this, and even knowing that I am still a little torn, if I get a dog then I am more/less "giving up" on New York. But man I would love to have another big dumb tard like Georgie, or another stoic protector like Guido, or some new personality type that will challenge, infuriate and inspire me.
I STILL have yet to dig myself out of the debt I built up from when I was unemployed almost 2 years ago. I do good for a few months making steady payments, and then "life happens" for as many months; sigh it just weighs heavy on me.
Also I'm fat, I can't seem to find my motivation to change that, I was doing good for a while last year then stopped. I keep thinking that if I spend money I didn't have on a gym I would do more, but honestly floor is free and I haven't done a push-up in months.
I hate this time of year, I have for most all of my life.
Major address book update in progress Please e-mail me your contact info even if you *know* I have it. firstname.lastname@example.org thx
I have not posted here in a long time, it is so much harder to think in (mostly) complete thoughts and write them down in complete sentences. Twitter is far more my speed where I can just say "poop smells like poop" and satisfy my need to blog.
What have I been up to? the daily grind; going to work, not liking my job, trying to pay off debt and not spend any money I don't "have too" ....
That's it that has been me for the last several months. So what changed why I am posting something here now?
My mom, she is coming! to visit me! I am not so sure I am ok with this, but am not so against it I feel the need to fly to Canada ... yet. So assuming I don't freak out and flee the country, I gotta figure out shit to do with her. I have no idea what to do. I don't really know what she likes or is into or anything. I guess I need to ask her this stuff. but that means another phone call, and I just talked to here like 2 or 3 weeks ago.
.. ugh ....
so any locals with mom ideas?
I went home early last night cause I felt "Off" and then about 5 am I learned why, when I woke up after 2 hrs sleep because I couldn't breathe and my sinuses were all angry.
I would have called in sick today, but I knew that I was alone and didn't want to put anyone out, so I am here, miserable.
I hemmed and hawed for a full week, but I just sent my resume to a solid job lead in New York today. So maybe I'll be interviewing there soon.
It is crappy cold sleety weather like this that make me both look forward to and dread moving up north
at the office as of late.
My assignment load has at least tripled in the last two weeks, and while I am doing my best to keep all the balls in the air and complete everything, where I was being told good job, fast work etc, you know very generic but nice to hear none the less. I am now being told well if that is the best you can do, and I guess that is good enough. To top that off there was a push to change my schl and I pushed back offered alternatives etc, and was more less told to shut up and work it. One of the (former) advantages of my job is I could easily take public trans to work. When I worked third shift I would take one of the last buses to work and one of the first home. and now on second I take one of the last home. it works out very nicely, However now they have me working 6pm-2am and the buses here stop running more/less midnight.
Now I know I have been meaning to get a (working) bike and bike to work for several weeks now. but as those of you that know me know that feeling forced into a course of action is the best way to get me to not follow through. So now instead of being excited about getting a bike I feel forced and bitter overall.
not to mention that working 6pm-2am means that I can not go out with bartley to dinner before work like I did. or out for drinks with dirtyunclerod like I do now. I am going to NYC at the end of the month, and on the advice of friends I am not doing anything dumb (which is very much out of character for me) and just sucking it up till I get back and then threaten to quit and/or take a dump on my bosses desk.
this is me booking my trip on the wagon till Halloween. It had little to with self control, a little to do with self image, a lot to do with weight gain, and a basket of other reasons. So if you see me out and about please don't take offense and know we'll have that drink ... in a few weeks.