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Monday, December 9th, 2002I created posts last night and this morning. Neither made it up to the web. Blame it on my pokey connection at home. Sorry about that. I got a call from the MCSE Boot Camp people today, and they offered to hook me up with financing. But no dice. I am wishing I could rise above this financial issue sooner than I will. Why do I always try to do more? Why can’t I just be satisfied with living in the now? Example: Yesterday, I stayed home. Wasn’t feeling well at all and nearly slept the damn day away. So this morning I have this huge guilt trip on my head for not getting jack accomplished. I obviously needed the rest, but alas, I get twitchy nervous.
So back to the MCSE thing. I’ve got all the transcenders and books, and hardware, but I haven’t been able to cut through the moments of doubt. Something, someone, send me a friggin’ sign, okay?
The party on Saturday, according to my co-workers, was ‘Much better than last year.’ Glad I didn’t RSVP due to the midnight closing of my store. I would have been an odd single out in the crowd anyways. I was happy to be avoiding the awkwardness of said idea, so working wasn’t a problem.
So I get this voicemail from my boss telling me I should have called her about not coming in on Sunday Saturday night before I went to bed. Since it was already Sunday, I don’t understand the difference. But I still feel terrible about it.
Aaaargh! It’s cold today. Perfect stay at home and do nothing weather. But alas, I’m at work. Got a lot done so far this morning, and hope to get as much done this afternoon. Year ends always depress me. It seems that the older I get, the more bitter I get about the holidays. My Fiber optic tree will go up tonight, maybe that 2 minute exercise will get me back in the holiday mood. Or maybe it’ll just depress me a bit more. Back to the grind. Til later.. Jimmy