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judecorpYesterday Rick and Gretchen came to visit me at work. Since I hadn't seen a single client since like 1:30pm, by the time they came at 4, I was dying. It was good to sit around and schmooze. Except, EXCEPT, I was leaning back in one of my chairs (Rick was in my desk chair) and I fell over backwards. Yes. That has never happened to me before. I just popped right over and landed on my back. On the way down, I hit this other chair and the door, so now I have this one bruise on my right wrist and this huge bruise forming on my left calf. Ow.
And then Jen made reservations at The Melting Pot, and by the time we got done, I wanted to purge. That's two pricey restaurants in two days. No more eating out, gah, that's like spending two weeks worth of groceries. It was fun, though. <3![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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On the way back, we stopped to see the outside of an apartment Jen and I are going to look at on Friday afternoon. I wanted to do a drive-by to see exactly where it is, and to see if the building was ugly. (I am a building snob.) Actually, the building is really cute, and there's a driveway and a back deck-sort-of-thing. We went across the street to peek in the windows of the apartment that's just like it, and it looks cute. So cross your fingers, we might have a place.
It's owned by my current landlord, so basically I could move whenever and he would just roll my lease over. The only problem is that if we move sooner than we planned, that's another chunk of time where we're paying for two apartments. What a great time to be becoming unemployed.
I sent out three resumes yesterday from work. Don't tell. But when three hours go by and no clients want to see you (hell, there were like 5 clients in the entire building), you start getting desperate. I wonder if any of them will call me back.
Tonight when I get home from work, I hope to answerbrosie's interview, and start working on that thing on Transgender and Feminism. I have all of these ideas brewing in my head, but sadly, none of them have made it to the computer screen. I wish I lived two lives so I had more time.
I think I'm depressed. Really. I'm not usually one for self-diagnosis, but if I went in to see me, I would definitely give myself Dysthymia. Blarg. In at 9am again today. Maybe people will actually show up to my appointments. Maybe I won't fall out of a chair.
I hope all of this moving stuff works out.
And then Jen made reservations at The Melting Pot, and by the time we got done, I wanted to purge. That's two pricey restaurants in two days. No more eating out, gah, that's like spending two weeks worth of groceries. It was fun, though. <3
smurfbrother <3On the way back, we stopped to see the outside of an apartment Jen and I are going to look at on Friday afternoon. I wanted to do a drive-by to see exactly where it is, and to see if the building was ugly. (I am a building snob.) Actually, the building is really cute, and there's a driveway and a back deck-sort-of-thing. We went across the street to peek in the windows of the apartment that's just like it, and it looks cute. So cross your fingers, we might have a place.
It's owned by my current landlord, so basically I could move whenever and he would just roll my lease over. The only problem is that if we move sooner than we planned, that's another chunk of time where we're paying for two apartments. What a great time to be becoming unemployed.
I sent out three resumes yesterday from work. Don't tell. But when three hours go by and no clients want to see you (hell, there were like 5 clients in the entire building), you start getting desperate. I wonder if any of them will call me back.
Tonight when I get home from work, I hope to answer
brosie's interview, and start working on that thing on Transgender and Feminism. I have all of these ideas brewing in my head, but sadly, none of them have made it to the computer screen. I wish I lived two lives so I had more time.I think I'm depressed. Really. I'm not usually one for self-diagnosis, but if I went in to see me, I would definitely give myself Dysthymia. Blarg. In at 9am again today. Maybe people will actually show up to my appointments. Maybe I won't fall out of a chair.
I hope all of this moving stuff works out.
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Date: 2003-06-11 07:35 am (UTC)*hug* It's situational, and a reasonable first response. I'm going through the same thing. Last week I was pretty much a couch potato, so this week I'm pretty much making myself do things. You're sending out resumes, though, and that is the best you can do while still working at this place.
Good luck with everything. I will still send you positive vibes! :-)
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Date: 2003-06-11 06:58 pm (UTC)I'm trying to create projects to do at work when no clients come. I think in my last three weeks I will straighten out the file room and send each resident a letter telling them when their 90days is up. I figure that will keep me busy for a little while.
Today in my staff meeting I grumped a lot. It felt good. I want to run around yelling about what a mess my work is going to be.
Thank you for everything. Love!