Going Home

Well I'm getting ready to go home for Christmas. Never before has a vacation meant so much to me. Even in college with papers and tests and jobs hanging over my head, I would give anything at any time for just one extra day off a week. And since I've been having to come in on weekends...sometimes all I want is just two days off a week. Now I have a whole week. One week, no news. I hope that I can put things behind me and just celebrate Christmas with my family. The bad thing is that I am already dreading coming back to work on January 1. But it won't be so bad...probably. Here's to a new year, with a few less problems than this last one had.

Relaxation

In the midst of stressful situations it's always nice to know you have great friends. It's also nice to find relaxation and pleasure in the simple things in life. Simple...or simply complex.

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My New Christmas Tree

Danger...Danger Will Robinson

I've had that little robot voice going off in my head all day. It's like the screaming of a coffee pot when the water is about to boil over. I know I need to control my temper and my frustration at work, but each day it becomes more difficult because of the sea of incompetence I am trying to swim through. I have had several very good interviews for a new job...actually for a new career path, but they are all opening after the first of the year. Three weeks has never seemed longer. But at the same time, it is good because it forces me to sit back and not jump at the first thing I am offered. Now, it looks like God has set things up so I will have a few different offers at once and I will be able to actually market myself and will end up in the right place. But if any of you reading this have some extra time, say a little prayer for me as I continue working in TV news. I love news, I love the action, but my boss offers me so little respect and is so incompetent that I don't even want to get out of bed in the morning. Pray that I'll have patience to hold out until I can really get out of news and for those of you who really know me....that I'll be able to hold my tongue and not say something really mean/stupid in the meantime. Also pray that my head doesn't explode. While that would make a good lead story, I'm afraid it might hurt a little.

Aaaaahhhhh

Ok...so today I made the mistake of leaving my apartment. It all started on a quest for some new suits. I knew things might be busy trying to shop on a Saturday, but it started out well. I picked up my dry cleaning (15 minutes before they closed). Then found part of what I needed at Best Buy (Christmas shopping is almost done btw)...and that's when it started. I go to checkout...and they have this bouncer guy directing people to the end of the line. I had to get in a line that almost stretched out the door in order to pay to go out the door. Hmm...it's a Saturday, during holiday shopping, maybe we should have all the people working registers. Then it's off the the mall. Suicide. My suit deal isn't there, so I get another gift for my dad. Luckily the store had all cashiers working, so I got in the short line. But then there's a problem. The boy at the counter had about a week under his belt, and I stood and watched all three other lines pass me by. Then two people in front of me....a woman writes a check. Who does that anymore? As we're waiting for her blood test to go through to approve the check, I'm thinking about how much I hate the mall. On the upside I did find a very nice Christmas tree, now I just have to clean.