Chemical Soup
Feb. 21st, 2008 10:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormhttp://www.todaysbigthing.com/2008/02/01 is pretty cool.
Mmmmkay. Good stuff is happening in the world of work. I'm excited and sort of nervous too. Lots to figure out, lots to do. If I'm taking the time to choose the best company to work for, then I'd really better choose the best, right? Funny how the perfectionism crops up in everything -- afraid to try, because trying means I have to be the best, wheras if I don't try, it's not a problem if I fail What a mess the inside of my head is sometimes.
On the other hand, rat cages are clean, bedding is clean (I have a clean bedding thing. I prefer to wash my sheets/pillowcases every two days and all my blankets and stuff every two weeks or so-- though I can live in a dirty sleeping bag if I have to). Floor swept, though not washed. Dinner eaten. Lunch planned, sorta. Boy on his way over to share the paradise that is my bedroom (even though it's totally messy right now and there are clothes haemorrhaging out of the dresser, it is a paradise. The sun rises into my window, and it rises while I'm still in bed now. The sky was navy till six thirty, the sun not quite forgotten over the horizon).
I could use a good backrub, with a back popping at the end.
Most importantly, I might have some time off from the 4th-6th, I have one solid job offer, and I only have three more shifts of retail to work. I'm still seriously considering trying to get out of them, but my damned oversized sense of responsibility doesn't want to leave people in the lurch. Though c'mon, they've been running this business for twenty-two years and they haven't treated me very well, I'm sure they'd cope. But, but...
I'm so tired. Finally get my after-work shower now. Funny what seems important sometimes and what doesn't.
Mmmmkay. Good stuff is happening in the world of work. I'm excited and sort of nervous too. Lots to figure out, lots to do. If I'm taking the time to choose the best company to work for, then I'd really better choose the best, right? Funny how the perfectionism crops up in everything -- afraid to try, because trying means I have to be the best, wheras if I don't try, it's not a problem if I fail What a mess the inside of my head is sometimes.
On the other hand, rat cages are clean, bedding is clean (I have a clean bedding thing. I prefer to wash my sheets/pillowcases every two days and all my blankets and stuff every two weeks or so-- though I can live in a dirty sleeping bag if I have to). Floor swept, though not washed. Dinner eaten. Lunch planned, sorta. Boy on his way over to share the paradise that is my bedroom (even though it's totally messy right now and there are clothes haemorrhaging out of the dresser, it is a paradise. The sun rises into my window, and it rises while I'm still in bed now. The sky was navy till six thirty, the sun not quite forgotten over the horizon).
I could use a good backrub, with a back popping at the end.
Most importantly, I might have some time off from the 4th-6th, I have one solid job offer, and I only have three more shifts of retail to work. I'm still seriously considering trying to get out of them, but my damned oversized sense of responsibility doesn't want to leave people in the lurch. Though c'mon, they've been running this business for twenty-two years and they haven't treated me very well, I'm sure they'd cope. But, but...
I'm so tired. Finally get my after-work shower now. Funny what seems important sometimes and what doesn't.
