Grey Day
I seem to have escaped the clutches of bronchitis only to fall into the arms of some gnarly gastro-intestinal ailment. I’ll spare you the gorey details; let it be sufficient to say that you should be glad that this isn’t transmissible through the web.
I sent out an email to the ex last night telling him that if he didn’t get copies of last year’s tax return and this year’s stock performances from January through March to me that it was going to cost me extra money to get tax help because I’d be scheduling an appointment with the tax advisor so late. He agreed to drop them off at the apartment at 8:00 a.m. Saturday. Thursday’s his birthday, so I guess I ought to have a card (and perhaps a token gift) ready for him by then. I’m not sure what Emily Post recommends for situations such as this.
I’ve been somewhat unsettled these past few days. It seems to happen this time of year. I get reflexive, moody, discontent, restless. I spoke with someone who works for the feds this morning; the government would hire me in a flash if I wanted to put in an application. He then went on to suggest that I probably didn’t want to do that to myself. He’s probably right. Still, it’s nice to know I have a fall-back position, should one be needed.
My latest AVMA journal featured an overview of a classmate of mine, who works for the EPA. She was consulted in the anthrax clean-up at Capitol Hill, and also worked at ground zero in New York. It makes me feel a bit like an underachiever. Four years out of school, and she’s making a difference while I’m spinning my wheels.
I think I’ll return to sulking at my desk now.
We cannot compare ourselves to others in similar positions… everyone’s purpose is not the same, even if they’ve taken the same courses and entered the same field…
You are making a difference in your own way.
Thank you for the nice comment in my diary this morning. Maybe it is just that time of year to be discontent as I have been feeling much the same way myself. However, I see you as a very successful person and a very interesting writer.
froggy
I agree with the above (including thank you for comments!).
I think it is the time of year that is making me antsy. Want to get out and move around, but weather won’t allow it.
i’ve noticed that this time of the year is having an effect on me also; i’m wanting to start a project and learn something new. this used to be the time of year to panic about midterms/finals.
and you most certainly do make a difference!
Ohhhh, I’m glad you’re there and I’m here 🙂
but I hope you are better soon.
Did anyone manage to explain love to you?
_|m/ ADM
I kmnow the feeling myself of discontent. Its spring, the time for change.
Thank you for the Stan Rogers lyrics! I absolutely can relate whole-heartedly to the chorus. I am "one of those kind". 🙂
LOL Salamander, you hit it right on with your last comment! I can find all sorts of things to do instead…
Eek! Get better!
And do post a picture of that coffee table. I’m -really- curious to see it now!
Re: your comments to me: Merchandising that limits itself to the movie? It is to laugh!
And as for giving it to a 4-year-old, I suppose I really must like to clean up. He gets this positively devilish gleam in his eyes when he sees the commercial. "Gross stuff," he cackles. "I like gross stuff." Oooookay.
What’s the ettiquette for responding to responses, anyway? Am I supposed to make a new entry? Reply in my replies? Or reply in your replies? I’ve seen it done all ways, experienced it all ways, tried out all ways, and I still don’t know which is which. It seems rather conceited of me to imagine you’ll be checking out my comments just in case I deign to respond. :/
done it all ways, eh, moonriddengirl?
Do not judge yourself by the accompishments of others. You both are make ripples in your own corners of the world in your own ways.
There will always be someone out there who is more successful on the surface. You are very intelligent and lead what appears to be a rather nice life. There is nothing for you to envy or feel inadequate about.