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..and out the other side.
Aug. 18th, 2005 03:54 pmThat last post was seen through eyes of helplessness and anger.. an arm raised, and the anticipation centers around whether or not the blow that comes down will land on one's head, or be constructively building something.. fortune's chance would have it that she throws us down only to pick us up and wipe us off again.
My mother went to a job interview this afternoon, an old coworker from the florist she just left called to offer her a job at a shop in East Windsor. They've hired her, and she'll be still helping out with Grandma's shop in Uncasville for a while, so there's a lot less worry there.
My father went back to work last night, they called him back in after one night off. The person who started all this piped up immediately, commenting on how nice it had been while he was gone. Dad's started bringing a tape recorder with him so he can catch the guy in all the bogus shit he says and all the threats he's still making. I wish I could report that the situation there has also resolved, but it hasn't... and I'm really hoping that this guy can be stopped before he hurts dad any more. My sister and I want to break skulls, but it won't accomplish much that is constructive.
I will be interviewing for a prospective new shift on Sunday, we'll see how that goes. My schedule won't change too much if I do get the job, it's still night shifts.. and I'll hopefully be able to work in the Front End as well. If I don't get the position, that's ok too, as I've been happy with my schedule of late. But it's something, and any opportunity for change right now seems good. Damn flux points.
Jim came by the co-op and spoke with me a while, let me vent and had some really good suggestions to keep me in focus, preventing myself from being too worried and upset. Focus on what I am capable of controlling.
Didn't keep me from demolishing half a bottle of wine last night, but I was watching Robin Williams' recent Live on Broadway routine, and the laughter was a wonderful accompaniment to a good Shiraz.
Tonight, I'd like to sit here, play my guitar, watch some more of the videos I rented, and get some sketchwork done, bills paid, laundry, all that stuff I prefer to neglect until its absolutely necessary.
Later.
-Me.
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"I bewail the wounds of Fortune with a tearful eye, for she has perversely taken back all the bounty she ever gave me. Once, I was sitting high on Fortune's wheel in a prosperous condition, crowned with flowers; just as I flourished then, happy and blest, now I am fallen from the heights and robbed of my glory. The wheel of Fortune turns, and I am put down, while someone else is taken up on high."
-Carl Orff, Carmina Burana
My mother went to a job interview this afternoon, an old coworker from the florist she just left called to offer her a job at a shop in East Windsor. They've hired her, and she'll be still helping out with Grandma's shop in Uncasville for a while, so there's a lot less worry there.
My father went back to work last night, they called him back in after one night off. The person who started all this piped up immediately, commenting on how nice it had been while he was gone. Dad's started bringing a tape recorder with him so he can catch the guy in all the bogus shit he says and all the threats he's still making. I wish I could report that the situation there has also resolved, but it hasn't... and I'm really hoping that this guy can be stopped before he hurts dad any more. My sister and I want to break skulls, but it won't accomplish much that is constructive.
I will be interviewing for a prospective new shift on Sunday, we'll see how that goes. My schedule won't change too much if I do get the job, it's still night shifts.. and I'll hopefully be able to work in the Front End as well. If I don't get the position, that's ok too, as I've been happy with my schedule of late. But it's something, and any opportunity for change right now seems good. Damn flux points.
Jim came by the co-op and spoke with me a while, let me vent and had some really good suggestions to keep me in focus, preventing myself from being too worried and upset. Focus on what I am capable of controlling.
Didn't keep me from demolishing half a bottle of wine last night, but I was watching Robin Williams' recent Live on Broadway routine, and the laughter was a wonderful accompaniment to a good Shiraz.
Tonight, I'd like to sit here, play my guitar, watch some more of the videos I rented, and get some sketchwork done, bills paid, laundry, all that stuff I prefer to neglect until its absolutely necessary.
Later.
-Me.
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"I bewail the wounds of Fortune with a tearful eye, for she has perversely taken back all the bounty she ever gave me. Once, I was sitting high on Fortune's wheel in a prosperous condition, crowned with flowers; just as I flourished then, happy and blest, now I am fallen from the heights and robbed of my glory. The wheel of Fortune turns, and I am put down, while someone else is taken up on high."
-Carl Orff, Carmina Burana
