And there are days
Oct. 30th, 2002 03:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twicketfaceI met Brad after work to check out the pictures. After admitting that he doesn't appear presentable in pictures, we settled on the one pose that looks best and got two packages, for disbursement to the family. Should be exactly what everyone wants, which is a nice feeling.
I've also come to realize that having no music in my car has been a blessing in disguise. I spent the entire trip from Oshkosh to Appleton talking outloud to myself about work. Things I'd like to say to my boss (the one that rhymes with bitch), things I've been feeling and so forth. It was very cathertic. I spent the drive home in silent reflection, something I spend far too little time doing.
We picked up some frames and got dinner as well. I had a bread bowl of soup (broccoli and cheese with potato) and it was truly great. Didn't talk about much, as conversation is usually hit or miss. At least the effort is there.
I was encouraged, however, by my new boss and her positive attitude for me and the things she has planned for me. She asked me about my career goals (something that the one that rhymes with bitch has never asked me) and what role I want her to play as her boss and so forth. It feels so alien to be thought of in that respect and I can truly tell she wants to help me grow. And that's radical.
I got home, talked to my dad and played some Max Payne before Marie got home. We talked (well, she mostly listened) about my day at work. The budding Buddhist in me wants to not have that tension between anyone. And as pithy as it might sound, it's a big deal to me and I hope this will lead to a level of understanding not yet realized between us.
Marie is such a great wife and friend and I've been so at ease since we've talked things over. She's very reassuring. Still, I didn't sleep worth anything last night and could just curl up under my desk for a nap.
Tonight will be Terry's interview and cribbage. Hell yes.
If only my pit stains could be used for good instead of evil. Someday, perhaps.
I've also come to realize that having no music in my car has been a blessing in disguise. I spent the entire trip from Oshkosh to Appleton talking outloud to myself about work. Things I'd like to say to my boss (the one that rhymes with bitch), things I've been feeling and so forth. It was very cathertic. I spent the drive home in silent reflection, something I spend far too little time doing.
We picked up some frames and got dinner as well. I had a bread bowl of soup (broccoli and cheese with potato) and it was truly great. Didn't talk about much, as conversation is usually hit or miss. At least the effort is there.
I was encouraged, however, by my new boss and her positive attitude for me and the things she has planned for me. She asked me about my career goals (something that the one that rhymes with bitch has never asked me) and what role I want her to play as her boss and so forth. It feels so alien to be thought of in that respect and I can truly tell she wants to help me grow. And that's radical.
I got home, talked to my dad and played some Max Payne before Marie got home. We talked (well, she mostly listened) about my day at work. The budding Buddhist in me wants to not have that tension between anyone. And as pithy as it might sound, it's a big deal to me and I hope this will lead to a level of understanding not yet realized between us.
Marie is such a great wife and friend and I've been so at ease since we've talked things over. She's very reassuring. Still, I didn't sleep worth anything last night and could just curl up under my desk for a nap.
Tonight will be Terry's interview and cribbage. Hell yes.
If only my pit stains could be used for good instead of evil. Someday, perhaps.
