Feels odd to have the luxury to quit a job because I don't like it. But as Paul has said, a steady job with a decent paycheck isn't necessarily a *good* job. The temp agency is looking for placements for me.
I'm trying to get some focus back, tie up some loose ends, get a few projects wrapped up and shift a few things off my plate... well, off the front burner anyway. I know that was all very vague... there's just too much demanding my brainspace these days, and I want to re-assess how I'm prioritising things.
More on this to come.
So I realised today that I really miss a sense of accomplishment in my work. I never get the feeling of "There. That was a job well done. I can cross that off my to-do list and move on to something else." Every day consists of answering the same questions over and over, and so I don't ever feel like I'm making any sort of difference, that anything I do really matters at all.
I fear licensing will be the same, at least in feel. There isn't anything in that job description that closes, and there's nothing to move on to; no progress or change, no successful conclusions.
That sense is one thing that has been strongly present in previous jobs that I have enjoyed.
Fighting: after my weekly chat with Bou, I'll be working on padding my helm. I *really* want to get back in armour... I miss it a lot.
No helm padding yet. If Paul doesn't get it today from Titus (one of the guys in our Barony) then I will find another way to chase some down. I'll order some off the web or take Rusty up on his offer of some or something. My helm is just *sitting* there!!
I went to karate yesterday. I am an absolute *slug*. It was a lot of work! An hour and a half of steady, intense aerobic activity, and I was *bagged* afterwards. But I felt good about doing it (I expect the endorphins helped with that). :o) I'm going to try it for a while and see if it kills me or not. :o) I really need to get myself moving. This seems more reasonable than going to a gym - it's much less expensive and I'm learning a skill as well. Here is a small video if the kata I'm learning. If you need a different format, you an look here... the kata is the first one in the list, called "Heian Shodan".
One other thing going to karate really showing me was how my 'wind' has suffered. This bronchitis has kicked my ass.
I've been doing a little with fighting but I have been bad and not posting it to the online record like I'm supposed to. :o( Bad Soly, no cookie! So now I will start doing so again. I can't really nag Bou to post to her weblog if I don't do the same! And she knows how I love to nag her about that. :o)
My mom and dad have sold their house in Rainy River, Ontario, and are looking for a house to buy in Pinawa, Manitoba. I know it's a good choice for them, but I will miss that place. Maybe I'll see if I can post some pics here sometime...
I was spoiled growing up. Sure, it's cold in Winnipeg in the winter, but it's sunny almost all the time. I saw maybe 5 foggy days the whole time I lived there, which was until I went to university in Brandon, about 2 1/2 hours west... similar weather there, though.
There were few days when it was simply cloudy; if there were clouds, they typically were doing something, raining or snowing on us. I guess there's really no geography to hang the clouds up; they just blow away, west to east. Even Thunder Bay was sunnier than here.
My mother recently found out that she has some syndrome (can't remember the name, sorry) that has to do with lack of vitamin D. It turns out various ailments she has suffered from for years are all related. She's been taking vitamin D and feeling waaay better. :o) More info once I have it.
Morning. There is a radio station on location just outside my building. They're blowing bubbles and giving away roses, as a promotion for the florist up the street. It's too bad it's cloudy (and rainy) out, because they are making LOTS of bubbles, and I bet it would be pretty in the sunlight.
I haven't heard anything yet about the other job.
Still feeling crappy, but maybe a shade less crappy than before. I guess that's progress. I applied for a different, less on-the-phone-every-second-of-every-day job at Bank One, and won't hear about it for 4-8 weeks... so now what? I don't know if I want to try to hang in where I am for up to two months. More decisions.
Do you hear that sound? That's my new helm calling me. :o)
I haven't done my full pell routine daily for a couple weeks. Some days I've fallen into bed when I got home from work, some days I can do some of it before I feel like I've been kicked in the chest by a horse. Breathing shouldn't be some much damn *work*.
The meds the doctor put me on (Singulair) don't seem to do diddly-squat for me. I've been on it for two weeks and I don't think I've seen an improvement, so I'm going to stop taking it. It was an experiment to see if it'd help, so I guess we can call it a "no" and move on. The good news here is that the doc also put Ben on the same one, for the cough he's has for ages... allergic post-nasal drip. Works fabulously for him. :o)
I'm quitting my job. I have to talk literally all day and I think that's a big part of the reason why I'm getting better so slowly. They're looking into options, to see if there's anything else I can do at Bank One, if not, I'll go back to temping. I dropped my resume at the temp agency today.
So 'upheaval' is the word of the week. Last couple of weeks, really.
And I'm still behind in my sewing but I'm not going to even look at the new wool I have till Paul's gambeson is done. I hate it that his stuff looks shabby.
I want it to be sunny. I'm tired of gloomy weather.
I want to be able to hit the pell without launching into a coughing fit.
I want to fight.
I want to be able to be more active in general, so I can feel healthy again.
I want to like my hair.
I want to be working on my degree, not waiting for a course to be available.
I want a job that engages me.
I want to visit my parents.