Wandering a little
Jun. 1st, 2007 11:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pseydtonneI'm having psychological cravings for caffeine. I know it won't help me to drink a cup but that doesn't mean my mind isn't aching for one.
My body chose 8 a.m. as the longest it would let me sleep this morning. I went to bed around 1:45 so it strikes me as a rebellious move. If I'm lucky, this marks a fabulous trend for my post-caffeine body to need less sleep. I'm not holding my breath.
I've got a few days off. I was supposed to have today off anyway but I was originally scheduled to work this weekend. I still offered to keep the shift but it got redistributed. I'm still redistributing my priorities while I'm at it.
I did just get one more setback, as much as it is also an opportunity. I have to accept both sides before I can push forward. I have to accept that I may still have a badge and other trimmings but I am not really an IBMer anymore.
The gods have been listening, whether they exist or not. I have been thinking about whether I really want to keep doing the same thing or how I should move forward. I've had a short but strange year if I think of the year starting in September. In October I got my diagnosis, in January Gramma Cakes officially died, in April my uncle got loopy. Now I'm off on my next long-term adventure.
Part of that acceptance will happen in Australia just because it's too same here. Oh sure, there are now leaves on the trees and the world looks a lot nicer than it did this winter. I need to be able to see differences, walk through differences, plow the fertile valley of difference and hit on its farm girls.
The formal part of my plan for the next few days is to revise my resume and have that done by Monday evening. That's what will make me get out of bed and shower in the morning even if my body keeps waking me up anyway. The semi-formal addendum is to move my iTunes setup and other stuff from my company laptop (which has to go back) to my old WinXP desktop and grind out some writing. This is some of the writing; other pieces may be Perl scripts.
I just ate breakfast and I think I'll go for a walk after I take a shower. It's June now. Just as spring is turning to summer here, fall is turning to winter where I shall be in two weeks. I think today I'm just going to chill and not worry about being happy for once. It'll happen and I'll find a job soon enough.
I've been doing a ton of research about Australia, as you already know. The OCD part of me wants to formalize some plans, lock in some deals, commit myself. The guru in me knows any planning outside that which lands me at Kingsford Smith Airport in Botany Bay and gets my crap in a storage locker until evening will be a bad idea. If I say "I'm going to stay at Hostel X so let's make a reservation to make sure I will find a single", I'll get to the hostel and resent it even if it's a cool hostel. That's just how I roll.
Thus I have planned out the loosest ideas. Sydney will be a few days; how many I do not wish to formalize. I could get bored fast and want to see the vineyards or the north coast. I'll likely meet some people up to something and get interested in that for a day or two. At some point I fly to Melbourne, ride trams and watch penguins. I know the price differences between the air prices between Sydney and Melbourne based on time and I'm okay with them.
I think I'll see how long it takes to get to Terminal C from my house, then head downtown to look for a neck pillow for the trip.
Anyone want to hang out this afternoon? I could use a hello. Call or test my cel.
My body chose 8 a.m. as the longest it would let me sleep this morning. I went to bed around 1:45 so it strikes me as a rebellious move. If I'm lucky, this marks a fabulous trend for my post-caffeine body to need less sleep. I'm not holding my breath.
I've got a few days off. I was supposed to have today off anyway but I was originally scheduled to work this weekend. I still offered to keep the shift but it got redistributed. I'm still redistributing my priorities while I'm at it.
I did just get one more setback, as much as it is also an opportunity. I have to accept both sides before I can push forward. I have to accept that I may still have a badge and other trimmings but I am not really an IBMer anymore.
The gods have been listening, whether they exist or not. I have been thinking about whether I really want to keep doing the same thing or how I should move forward. I've had a short but strange year if I think of the year starting in September. In October I got my diagnosis, in January Gramma Cakes officially died, in April my uncle got loopy. Now I'm off on my next long-term adventure.
Part of that acceptance will happen in Australia just because it's too same here. Oh sure, there are now leaves on the trees and the world looks a lot nicer than it did this winter. I need to be able to see differences, walk through differences, plow the fertile valley of difference and hit on its farm girls.
The formal part of my plan for the next few days is to revise my resume and have that done by Monday evening. That's what will make me get out of bed and shower in the morning even if my body keeps waking me up anyway. The semi-formal addendum is to move my iTunes setup and other stuff from my company laptop (which has to go back) to my old WinXP desktop and grind out some writing. This is some of the writing; other pieces may be Perl scripts.
I just ate breakfast and I think I'll go for a walk after I take a shower. It's June now. Just as spring is turning to summer here, fall is turning to winter where I shall be in two weeks. I think today I'm just going to chill and not worry about being happy for once. It'll happen and I'll find a job soon enough.
I've been doing a ton of research about Australia, as you already know. The OCD part of me wants to formalize some plans, lock in some deals, commit myself. The guru in me knows any planning outside that which lands me at Kingsford Smith Airport in Botany Bay and gets my crap in a storage locker until evening will be a bad idea. If I say "I'm going to stay at Hostel X so let's make a reservation to make sure I will find a single", I'll get to the hostel and resent it even if it's a cool hostel. That's just how I roll.
Thus I have planned out the loosest ideas. Sydney will be a few days; how many I do not wish to formalize. I could get bored fast and want to see the vineyards or the north coast. I'll likely meet some people up to something and get interested in that for a day or two. At some point I fly to Melbourne, ride trams and watch penguins. I know the price differences between the air prices between Sydney and Melbourne based on time and I'm okay with them.
I think I'll see how long it takes to get to Terminal C from my house, then head downtown to look for a neck pillow for the trip.
Anyone want to hang out this afternoon? I could use a hello. Call or test my cel.
