all these things that I have done

My dreams were unsettling and strange last night. I blame the headache and slightly feverish feeling without having an actual fever. In the last month or so, I've felt torn in eight directions at once and without a clue as to how to settle the divide. I left my book at home this morning, which means I have to find some other way of coping. I have a Think Geek catalog that torments me with silly things. For some reason, I think my life would be more entertaining with a plush Goomba and a coin box that make noise. I do know that an alarm clock that runs away is possibly the most hilarious thing I could own.

I have a writing project due at the end of the month I need to finish. It does not have to be lengthy, but I'm still trying to find an angle.

I have other writing projects coming up soon. (In theory.) I hope doing these things will put me back into a frame of mind where I write on a regular basis again.

There is grocery shopping to do today, mail to check, clothes to pick up, and other assorted errands. I also need to make time to watch The final Sopranos episode and have my heart broken.

Work is work. I'm training my peers, which is usually an interesting exercise. The problem, as with so many other things, is that being good at my job means I get assigned to the most difficult things. This week it is our problematic trainee, who cried last week and projects all of her issues all over the place. Sigh.

There are a lot of things I like about my work - I like doing something meaningful, I like the challenge, I like that I can do this well. What I don't like is the stupidity of scheduling, the plodding difficulties of working for the government, and the feeling that it just doesn't matter if I try to excel because the prevailing attitude is "good enough for government work." It makes me crazy.