I get very frustrated about job stuff, and in particular I get frustrated about the combined job stuff of me and my wife. We’re at very different stages with very different attitudes, and my wife’s health situation makes it hard to navigate.

I’ve gotten to a place where day to day, I’m handling my job really well. I’ve started to kind of make friends and walking everyday before work has gotten me into a routine that really, really works for my mood and general well being. My productivity has shot up from it too, I’m writing more than I have for a while.

It makes it tempting to stay with my job, but there’s a lot of company stuff that has me worried. I don’t know that they’ll hire me on after my temp assignment is up at the end of June, or if (ideally) they’ll extend it again. If I’m hired on, I have to sign a year-long contract, and it makes me nervous to not be able to leave. There’s also a lot of unease in the company, it looses and wins contracts sometimes unexpectedly and so employment is always in flux, and that’s aside from the fact that they’re trying to develop programs to eliminate the jobs at my level (they are very, very bad at it). And the culture around overtime is not for me, I’m in a place of privilege where I want to work 40 hours and then enjoy what I’ve worked for. ALSO MY SHIFT SUCKS AND I KNOW THEY WON’T LET ME CHANGE IT. (I get out of work at 7pm, which is when most every show/class/activity/etc I ever want to do starts, except for the ones that start at 6:30).

But I’m not finding anything else, I keep getting so far with other positions and then hitting a wall, whether it’s that the position was misadvertised and is part time, or they contact me and when I follow up I never hear from them again, or because I’m not available the very next day, which is the only time they will do any interviews (that one is a longer story that made me want to scream). (I got one rejection that made me happy, I applied at a library and they MAILED me a hand-signed note, it was so quaint I’d absolutely apply there again.)

I’ve thought about going back to school, probably for teaching (IMAGINE ME AS A QUIRKY HIGH SCHOOL ENGLISH TEACHER) or for tech (mostly because dear god I know more than half the IT team at work), but it would be so hard to work out, because I can’t stop working full time. And I think I would have a hard time with the work/school/life balance, mostly in the Life area. Not to mention costs and trying to get scholarships and everything.

So, I don’t know, i guess this is a long winded way to say I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS GONNA HAPPEN WITH MY WORK LIFE. I know I’m largely in a good situation, but, it’s hard. IDK. 

Last night I had a dream where I found a bootleg Sailor Moon sticker set at Michaels, and it had a story written in Japanese (I could understand in the dream, probably couldn’t in real life) that was WILDLY wrong, it was all about how the four Sailor Soldiers were trying to awaken the fifth, Sailor Mars, and Venus just wanted to shoot her with a Crescent Beam to do it. Great stuff. I had a friend in the dream who found it appropriately hilarious.

But then some weeb white dude comes up behind us and starts mainsplaining the sticker set to me, while standing waaaay to close to me and my friend.

So I was like “Why are you here.”

And he self-importantly says that since we don’t speak Japanese, we need him. 

So i told, him, in Japanese, that I speak Japanese.

He got super uncomfortable and scurried the fuck away, but while he was still in earshot I managed to loudly say “I hate men” to my friend in Japanese, and then he fucking ran.

I wish all mansplaining situations ended so well

sittingoverheredreaming:

My wife convinced me in getting a new computer and I’m so excited to have something that’s reasonably responsive and can also run programs I want to use!!!!!

I CAN ACTUALLY OPEN THINGS FROM MY GOOGLE DRIVE IT’S BEAUTIFUL

Also damn, apparently I last used chrome in 2016, my bookmarks are all filled with nostalgia. 

ANYWAY IT’S AMAZING TO HAVE A COMPUTER THAT DOESN’T HAVE TROUBLE WITH EVERYTHING I DO.

A woman at work hates her husband because he doesn’t avoid spoilers for television shows

Last week she hated him because he packed and brought her lunch, but forgot to put sauce on her rice.

I await more riveting updates