What are your plans for the weekend?
Since my wife is getting close to the end of the fall semester, I’ve been informed I’m probably going to be ignored quite a bit. I’m okay with that; I’ve been ignoring her while I’m up in jail.
1. Unwind. Really, this job is seriously kicking my ass. I can’t sleep when I need to. I’m tired all the time. Being in what is essentially a prison every day isn’t working for me. Hell, prisons might have more sunlight piped in than this place does.
2. With number one, Drink. I seriously want a Manhattan. And beer. With what I asked my wife if we had leftovers in the freezer for dinner, red wine might enter the equation, too.
3. Watch football. Not that there’s any games I particularly care about, really, but, it’s what I do.
Please excuse the griping about work. I know; I should be happy to have a job, etc.. I’ve heard it all before. That said, I really wish the twenty-some agencies I have outstanding applications with would get around to making a choice before I try to bite hard on another contract slot.
I used to think the four-letter was horrible; it looks like a cakewalk, now. And, maybe, those oh-so-awesome anger management classes they made me take have paid off. Or I’m just out of my element, and don’t know for sure that the things I’m being told to do are wrong.