4 posts tagged “work”
Fifty minutes to spare. I've been staring at the cursor blink for the last hour.
My oldest nephew had his tonsils out yesterday, and today he insisted on showing me. Luckily I didn't actually see anything, as it is rather hard to explain to a four-year-old how to open his mouth and lower his tongue so that I can actually see down his mouth. Which is fine, as I do not generally handle other people's wounds very well.
We are currently in review writing mode at work. This time, however, instead of reviewing the people who work for us, we are to review ourselves and our superiors. It took me 2.5 hours today to write one review for one of my bosses. Incidentally he is the one I feel has the most to learn/improve upon, so it didn't surprise me too terribly much when I couldn't quite find all the right words for his. I'm hoping the other three [including mine] will take far less time, because I am very impatient when it comes to review writing.
My birthday is in nine days. That is in fact all I have to say about that. Oh wait, one more thing: Birthdays can suck it.
So, I'mma give it a shot. Perhaps it will be the spur I need to get back into the rhythm of writing.
Evidently lately I have felt not the smallest desire to go to work. And it's not because I hate my job, or anything. It's just that I do not want to get out of bed. So I'm very excited that apparently my life has returned to the same place it was three years ago and I find that the best use of my time is laying in bed, eating Junior Mints and watching A&E all day. Welcome back, SadMe.
Other things that are contributing to the return of SadMe, other than the fact that I have not been to the gym since the death of Jesus Christ:
1. The Denver Broncos have forgotten how to play professional football. It is entirely too much for me to sit through 16 excruciatingly annoying games. However, I have done it for the majority of my life, and will continue to do so. I in fact have seen far worse Broncos teams than this one.
2. The Colorado Rockies did not manage to win a single World Series game. This, I believe, is why I have not bothered to care about baseball in the last ten years. You watch 100+ games, get all excited, and then what? Nothing? Even when I was an avid Braves fan and watched them win Series', it still seemed anti-climactic when the season was over.
3. Have boys become more stupid in the last three years? I believe they have.
4. Also -- working at 0600 every morning sort of cramps my "I'll go to bed whenever I want/wake up whenever I want/go to work whenever I want" style. I am not a fan.
SadMe, however, turned into EcstaticMe for three days this past weekend when I had the chance to see my sisters and brothers and one Matthew A. Nathanson. There is no end to the amount of fun my family and I have together, ESPECIALLY when it involves Matt Nathanson concerts. LOVES the Matty Nay.
Apparently all I write about is extremely sad things. The truth is, I think about writing often, but somehow I never find the time. Or the words. Both, maybe.
One of my co-workers was killed in a car accident today. We weren't close, never hung out. But I enjoyed spending time with him at work. We had the same sense of humor, and could at least bond that way.
I think all my words have been exhausted in the hours I've spent with co-workers and friends at work and on the phone. I called my fellow managers and asked them all to come in tomorrow, to be with their associates to answer questions and console them. We'll have grief counselors there, which will be necessary and helpful.
My head is killing me.
