I’m back at work today. Still feel migraine-y and puky, but I made it in. I want to hoard those PTO days, especially if I’m quitting soon. I keep going back and forth about that: it’s comfortable here, I’ve got job security as much as you can have these days, the pay and benefits aren’t bad, especially with seniority, but, if I stay, I will never move beyond this desk, I loathe my management, who are not the people I work with (that part is extremely confusing to new hires, that the people they work for don’t have the final say over their evaluations, raises, bonuses, etc), and, well, it’s boring. On a good day, I have an hour of work a day. But sometimes weeks go by without my doing anything at all. So, you know, on the one hand, I get paid for doing nothing, and on the other hand, doing nothing is excruciatingly boring.
gotti, no matter how you’re dressed, you don’t look like a lumberjack if your pants are hemmed. If you wear hemmed pants out in the woods, you’re going to get a broken leg, or worse. Pant hems catch on things, like suddenly shifting logs. When I worked at the sawmill, telling someone they were dressed like a logger was a vile insult.
Haze, take care of yourself!
I wasn’t able to go to to the doctor’s today - I had an appointment to sign my new lease and I absolutely had to get it done today (it was either today or Friday, but I’m leaving for DC on Thursday). My right leg is definitely sorer today, but otherwise there is nothing to worry about. Merely a flesh wound.