Tuesday, Aug. 24, 2004
In DO Time
There are twenty-one minutes until midnight. Not a lot of time to complete an entry, but I'm giving it a shot.
It was another very long day. I got home at nearly 8:30, and was thrilled - someone gave me a stove, it had been delivered. After doing a quick cleaning, I discovered that the electrical outlet here is the wrong type for the stove. Hopefully my landlord will be able to change it out. It's the right voltage but the wrong plug configuration. Considering I've been waiting four months for repairs to the floor and the dishwasher, I'm not holding my breath, but at least it's a thought.
I finally got myself together enough to write my resumé and send to a friend for a beta read. She's had it for a few days now but she told me tonight she had a meltdown so it's going to be a while longer. Needless to say, I'm not going to push her over that. I'm not in imminent danger of starvation or eviction and I've learned that when the time is right, things will come together. That's not to say I expect things to come to me while I sit on my proverbial laurels; it just means that as frustrating as it is to wait, there is some reason for it, just like there's a reason that after writing for years, I am compelled now to pursue it more avidly.
Michael, thank you so much for all of your encouragement and your suggestions. Thanks not only to Michael, but to everyone who has urged me to pursue writing and not give up. I'd have to be blind or stupid to dismiss the way things are cascading over the course of the past few months. And while my vision may be a bit fuzzy from time to time and my judgment not always perfect, neither am I blind or stupid.
This is going to be another marathon week. Tomorrow should in theory be relatively light. The theory will last about five minutes into my day, just before reality sets in. We got a demo for one of the Linux automation programs and I'll be installing and playing with that to get an idea of how it works. So far I have liked a lot of the things these people have had to say. If their product lives up to the hype, or even up to part of it, we'll be leaps and bounds ahead of where we are now, and it is literally built around a network exactly like we already have in place. Better yet, it works hand-in-hand with our existing schedulers and permits us to leave the production systems in Windows mode - another plus, given that I won't have that added layer of training for my boss.
Thursday will be another marathon day. There's little chance that I'll be done before midnight, as the day is quite literally back-to-back meetings and events. It isn't possible for me to cover them all. Even with the addition of a new person, there aren't enough of us to cover them all. And it's what? Two weeks until the Primary Election? THAT will be a marathon day. Last Primary I worked was 2002, the day my mother died, and I put in 22 hours that day alone. I'll get a little extra money coming in from the Associated Press, working as a stringer. If they pay me. Last time out it took them two months to get me a check. If I didn't already have to cover the elections for my 'day' job I wouldn't bother. They don't pay that much.
I've already passed up midnight and left it in the dust, so I am going to tie this up for the night and go to bed. In the meantime, I am trying to organize myself with a move in mind, while trying to survive until I can get moved. It's a disorienting way to exist, at the very best. But I can't do this any more, and I won't. It is time to move on and move up, to do what I have to do. Dream time is over, now it's DO time.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )