My life is so blessed.
If you ever see me not smiling, please deliver a swift kick to the shin…
as I am clearly not in my right mind.
The downside of working long days:
Leaving the house at 7am and getting back at 7:30pm tends to wear one out. Also, short evenings make the next morning kinda meh.
The upside of working long days:
Friday afternoon I either get to leave early or get great overtime pay. A perfect win-win and a fantastic start to the weekend.
I also found out that upper management has cleared me to work during our ‘shutdown’ week and ignore 4 days of my layoff. This means I sadly won’t be going on a trip to the UP with some good friends, but I do need the $ (plus work has been very rewarding lately).
I conclude that all is well.
This is late night logic. Feel free to discount most of it as rambling nonsense. I know I will tomorrow…
Life has been interesting lately. Especially today.
I was asked to go to a GM plant in Ontario for work (possibly overnight) but I don’t yet have a passport. Kinda bummed as it would be a great opportunity to step up and an excuse to pull in tons of overtime, yet glad as it would have taken a lot out of my weekend. Next I almost had to work till 10+ this evening, but at t
he last minute I was able to delegate my responsibility and get out on time (still paranoid about what happened after I left though).
I spent the evening hanging out with my Claptonesque friend. We went to a soccer game where I saw the new General Manager of my plant. He spent most of the game shoving both his hands down the back of his pants with truly awe-inspiring determination. It was really creepy and awkward. I did not say ‘hi’.
We spent most of the night at a party at one of her friend’s houses. I do not frequent the generic college house parties; you know, the beer pong, rap music, and endless use of the word ‘buzzed’ ones. I always feel a bit out of place in that setting. I do not like alcohol. However, my instinctive predisposition against this atmosphere caused me to become very introverted, reclusive, and dull. I did not make a point of meeting people. I was not open minded, I simply saw people doing the party thing and allowed my brain to limit them to nothing more than a stereotype. I prevented myself from having fun.
This led to a bit of a fight between my friend and I on the drive back. It was very unpleasant and poorly stated. We had both put each other in very uncomfortable positions. Luckily, it all ended with mutual forgiveness and a better understanding—and a good long hug.
We also shared some really cool conversations about things that are really important to us both. There is no better thing than a relationship where two people strive to be completely transparent and known before each other.
Somewhat related yet rather random: Lately I’ve found myself flattered by many friend’s statements/actions towards me. This is very odd for me (yet whole-heatedly welcomed), I’m just very unaccustomed to this. Despite this much appreciated compliments, I’m finding my confidence to be wavering in odd ways. Maybe it’s undulating; that’s a good word.
But the only really important thing is:
I’m currently wearing a hoodie/sweater that is zipped half way up, with no shirt underneath. It’s the perfect blend of sleazy and comfortable. I love it.
not suprisingly…
I’m now the sole remaining member of my team at work. In the past 2 years I have had 10 other people in my focus group at work, they have all since left or (mostly) have been given the boot. Kinda a bummer losing many coworkers that taught me a lot and were fun to work with, also sad that I lost a fantastic manager. Now that we are reorganizing and consolodating with a sister plant (aka. being taken over) it seems I will be picking up some GM work along with my usual Chrysler stuff. Awesome. I get to work on product for two bankrupt companies. Luckily Chrysler should start back up in 2 weeks. /crossfingers
While I’m allowing myself to feel down for the first time in the past few weeks, I have only 4 more weeks of work left this term. I’ll be moving out in <6. I always enjoy the term that I’m on at the time, but it feels as if the move is coming much sooner than usual…and the term has just started to get really fun.
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Ok. Let’s dwell on the 98% of my life that is fantastic right now:
-Possible trip to the UP
-Red Wings aren’t dissapointing
-Calvin friends are finally out
-Making great new friendships
-Still employed
-Still saved
Edit: I forgot to mention Sir Rodd Lowell. He’s at least 67% of the goodness =]
