Gripe, Gripe, Gripe
I can't wait until I have a routine.
Yesterday I got a new doctor. Today I found a place where I will get my prescriptions refilled and got a flu shot. Tomorrow the dogs go to the new vet to get their nails trimmed. None of which is a big deal except that, of course, it is because, I had to find them all and, you know, deal.
And find where they were.
And figure out how to get there without making too many U turns.
Next week I may have a temp job, but that hasn't been confirmed. I was, as I've said, a temp for years. The thing I got most tired of being a temp?
It's always your first day.
Yesterday I got a new doctor. Today I found a place where I will get my prescriptions refilled and got a flu shot. Tomorrow the dogs go to the new vet to get their nails trimmed. None of which is a big deal except that, of course, it is because, I had to find them all and, you know, deal.
And find where they were.
And figure out how to get there without making too many U turns.
Next week I may have a temp job, but that hasn't been confirmed. I was, as I've said, a temp for years. The thing I got most tired of being a temp?
It's always your first day.
posted by Maureen McHugh at 8:12 PM
8 Comments:
Well, every day is a fresh start and people haven't had time to judge you yet.
See, the glass is half empty.
I know how you feel. (And it must be extra-tough having to do all this in Texian when it isn't your first language.)
I can't wait until I have a cone vibrator. Whether or not it will precipitate U-turns has yet to be determined.
Thank-god for mapquest. When we did our two-year tour in hell (Katy, Texas) I knew where the grocery stores were, the coffee house, the schools, etc., before I was within a hundred miles.
I even used the satelite photo part to get a real picture of how it looked.
But there are always surprises.
If you have someone come up to you and explain, "Today is the first day of the rest of your life," just punch them in the mouth.
David, you win.
(David is living in Switzerland.)
By the way, when are you coming to visit? I'm out of chocolate.
Not only is Google Maps great, but Google Earth is, too. Somehow looking down on some sort of weird photo rendering of Austin is really a good way to orient.
They just recently updated the Google Earth image of our old house. Now when you look at our old house, you can see Adam's car in the driveway. One of Adam's friends called me last week and told me that there were strangers living in my house. And that they had put a big clock up in the foyer and it was just wrong.
Erin, I'd like to hear about thos U-turns.
Oh, no, I completely sympathize. I've just been avoiding doing any of these things and hoping if I keep my head down nobody will notice.
Not sure when I'll be able to make it out to Austin -- unfortunately next year is looking pretty full. :( But I expect chocolate can be arranged...
David, I'm hoping next year does include Wiscon? Cause I'm hoping to do that.
Absolutely! I would quit my job and escape Switzerland in my stocking feet under a false identity sooner than miss Wiscon.
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