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Aug. 10th, 2005 09:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spokeTonight, was the night of grown women acting like whiny little babies at work.
...more accurately, one of us was being a whiny little baby and the rest of us were bitching about her, because sadly? She is in a position of authority. Without doing, you know, the work thing for which she was given this authority. However, she is the sort who brings about her own downfall because she's flat out not smart enough to understand what she's doing... how to put this. She deals with people too much as individuals and not enough as a group? I don't think she realizes she has nearly the entire front end ticked off. To the point half of us just won't talk to her.
But. It did cause me to end up standing at the door in place of our missing door greeter - not sure where he was, or if maybe it was his day off. Standing there forever gave me time to think, and something occured to me.
I do not need to straighten and sort out everything right away. It serves no immediate purpose except to keep me occupied, and there a lot more interesting and useful things I could be doing. Like actual art again, instead of doodling and thinking about what I'd like to do if I had room - hello, nice sized kitchen table, all I have to do is get it cleared off and cleaned up! And I need new glasses and have pestered Dad into recommending a place he has used before that shouldn't be too expensive - I need to set up an appointment for an exam, since I probably need a new prescription.
And after that we'll see.
Really, I think all of this sounds whiny? Or negative somehow, but it felt wonderful. Because I've been constantly fighting off feeling depressed and worn out and when it occured to me I could just neatly pack things into boxes and deal with them on my own time instead of right? It made me realize it looks just like the trailer right now. A sloppy, crammed-into-places mess.
And it doesn't have to, and I don't have to make all the little decisions and do all the work right off, and wheee! ^_^;
Right now, though, I am moody and nervous about getting an appointment set up. And sleepy. And pmsing. Later, I shall be glad I have the chocolate that I can't eat right now because then I wouldn't sleep.
Clearly, it well past time to crash. Except for this one last thing, because I can and I love this song.
Mary Chapin Carpenter - Ideas Are Like Stars
...more accurately, one of us was being a whiny little baby and the rest of us were bitching about her, because sadly? She is in a position of authority. Without doing, you know, the work thing for which she was given this authority. However, she is the sort who brings about her own downfall because she's flat out not smart enough to understand what she's doing... how to put this. She deals with people too much as individuals and not enough as a group? I don't think she realizes she has nearly the entire front end ticked off. To the point half of us just won't talk to her.
But. It did cause me to end up standing at the door in place of our missing door greeter - not sure where he was, or if maybe it was his day off. Standing there forever gave me time to think, and something occured to me.
I do not need to straighten and sort out everything right away. It serves no immediate purpose except to keep me occupied, and there a lot more interesting and useful things I could be doing. Like actual art again, instead of doodling and thinking about what I'd like to do if I had room - hello, nice sized kitchen table, all I have to do is get it cleared off and cleaned up! And I need new glasses and have pestered Dad into recommending a place he has used before that shouldn't be too expensive - I need to set up an appointment for an exam, since I probably need a new prescription.
And after that we'll see.
Really, I think all of this sounds whiny? Or negative somehow, but it felt wonderful. Because I've been constantly fighting off feeling depressed and worn out and when it occured to me I could just neatly pack things into boxes and deal with them on my own time instead of right? It made me realize it looks just like the trailer right now. A sloppy, crammed-into-places mess.
And it doesn't have to, and I don't have to make all the little decisions and do all the work right off, and wheee! ^_^;
Right now, though, I am moody and nervous about getting an appointment set up. And sleepy. And pmsing. Later, I shall be glad I have the chocolate that I can't eat right now because then I wouldn't sleep.
Clearly, it well past time to crash. Except for this one last thing, because I can and I love this song.
Mary Chapin Carpenter - Ideas Are Like Stars
