Quo Vado?

I thought this day was never going to end. It seemed to be eternally long and excessively unproductive. I discovered a groove at the end of the day, and it felt really good. I haven’t been able to loose track of time that well in a very long time. It is as if I only get into my work when it is new and different, like creating a new spreadsheet or trying out a new program. The stuff I use routinely offers no challenge. Maybe that is my real problem at work, I am not being sufficiently challenged. You’d think with the work load that I have, and all of the managing of LEB that makes up daily workplace events I’d be challenged enough not to be bored, but I’m not. It makes even wanting to get up for work very difficult and doing work next to impossible.

The moving thing is working itself out. I spoke with AML yesterday and she agreed to have me. Today I talked with RW and he suggested that since LW and I are going to different places we move on different weekends, since she can’t move until the first week of April, it means that I get to move next weekend. I’m so glad that this isn’t rushed or anything. [/monkey]

So, now all I have to do is collect some boxes, pack up the library, figure out what is mine in the kitchen, do my laundry and pack for a week ‘away from home’ so I can start taking care of the small things and in general try and get prepared to move without becoming annoyed that I have to move. That last part is and probably will continue to be the most difficult part of the whole process.

Right at this moment I’m sitting at the MOG P. F. Chang’s waiting for my seat to become available. I decided that I get a spoiled night out. Not for any particular reason, but just to treat myself to something a bit special. They wanted me to sit at the bar when I came in. I so hate doing that because my feet don’t reach the floor and I can’t seem to get comfortable, add to that that I’m going to try and spread out to do a little studying, a table top is necessary.

Argh, I’m so annoyed at my roommate that I could spit. Never mind that I’ve already moved twice in the last year, never mind that I really finally just was getting settled, never mind that I’d finally found a place to to yoga, I have to move in 17 days. I’m so frustrated that I could spit. It is not her fault, but I came into this whole situation thinking that I wouldn’t have to move again for quite awhile, but now, now I have to re-pack everything and move again. Argh! I know it won’t take long, and I know that I have somewhere to go, but really, two weeks to get it all together and get it arranged, life could be so much better.

As for work today, it has been as unproductive as ever. People keep calling me to go over things I’ve already discussed with other people, and their being annoying about it. Additionally, I mailed directions to a friend of mine at her personal account, which she generally directs us to do so that she doesn’t get in trouble at her conglomerate job, apparently that wasn’t good enough this time so I had to try and send it again, but I didn’t have a copy, so then I had to give them to her on the phone.

So, the work day is over, and before it ended, I made a list of what had to be done. Strangely enough, it doesn’t look as bad as I thought it was going to be and the deadlines are starting to pull away from each other. My project named Pittsburgh that is located in the ATL actually had its DD submittal go out on time and in fairly good shape given the information we have from the artichoke.

It’s another Monday, and yet again I don’t really feel like I’ve had a weekend. I am as brain dead as I was when I left on Friday, without the entertainment value of slap-happiness. I don’t know, it seems as if nothing about this job interests me anymore, it’s all so been there, done that in nature that there is no excitement. The craziest thing about it is when new things come along, I don’t want to do those either. I’m not really sure what to do.

In other thoughts, I was studying out Lamentations 3:21-24 yesterday and have pretty much decided to not block LC from moving into the household. I’ll be honest, it’s not something I’m really wild about, but God won’t allow whatever happens as the result of this decision consume me. So, I’ll be an adult about it, an adult with backup, but an adult no less.

Ah, so yet another weekend passes, and here I am, spending more time here. It doesn’t ever end. We are either busier than I can handle or slower than snot. I wish we could find a happy medium between the two so that I didn’t always feel so meh about my job. Amazingly enough, it fits me fairly well, but some days I just don’t know.

I know it’s not over yet, but I really haven’t wanted to do work all day, and boy do my results show it. I really, have to check this project against the 2000 IBC and make sure these new loads make sense. Argh!

Thank God Friday is here. I don’t know if I can take any more than the next couple of hours of work. I just haven’t been productive as of late, the pile keeps getting bigger and I really don’t want to be here. Life in general is going well, I need a break from this work.

Now, it’s off to pretend that I know what I’m doing.

It seems like this starting journals thing has become a habit as of late. I’ve begun journal that sits beside my bed, I have one that travels in my purse, I have a rolling one on my iBook at home, but really, I felt the urge this morning to start another, more public one. The randomness of my thoughts out there for the world to read is kind of scary, but what the hay, here goes nothing.

Please be warned that if the connections/logic doesn’t seem to work it’s because it is all in my head.

Movie Themes: I watched/listened to Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers and Lord of the Rings: Return of the King on Monday and was struck by how the power that was used to create the evil, eventually consumed the evil. Saruman the White tower and the mechanisms to create the Orcs was powered by water. The Eants destroyed the bowels of the tower by breaking down the dam. Water flooded the region and proceeded to purify the area. Similarly, Saron’s tower was powered by fire. The destruction of the One Ring broke apart the earth at that location and lava covered the earth, destroying the elements that produced the evil. Interesting theme, the power that creates can, and possibly will, destroy that which has been created.