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beansideIt's Tuesday, which means that I am halfway through my week. Yay! I'm tired of doing other people's jobs. It's not that I can't do them. I can, and still have time to goof off s bit, but I'm tired of it. I also miss talking to J. It's boring on the days when no one else is there. I'm mostly just bored. It's always the same old shit. The markets never change. There's always a new Not at Home case or new cancellation. Delivery updates are boring. Once you know the routine, there's really nothing to them, just a lot of copy and pasting. The pending returns queue is just annoying, looking at the breadth of ways people can be stupid. In short, I'm bored with my job. I don't hate it, I'm just tired of it and want something different.
I did not get an interview for the first Conshohocken job, which is sad. It sounded really interesting and I think I would have been good at it, but alas. Still waiting on the other three jobs I've applied for. None of them have status messages, so I have no fucking clue what's going on there.
I'm a little frustrated with IKEA's inability to set and fulfill a timeline. I'm not asking for a lot. Just "we'll be deciding on the next round of interviews the week of _____." It would make my anxiety so much kinder. And with the recruiter calling at weird times, I'm not even relaxing when I get off work. Because for the first interview, he called at 6:30pm. The frustration isn't new, but the calling at strange times definitely is.
Tomorrow, at least I have Blades in the Dark in the evening. I'm looking forward to game time. I think it'll be a fun heist. Hopefully everyone has a good time. Then, after that, there's Strahd on Friday, lunch out on Saturday and a Call of Cthulhu game on Sunday! I just have to get through work, and there are good things!
I'm a little sore today, since the Occupational Therapist wanted us to get dad into the wheelchair using the Hoyer lift. We totally accomplished it, but it was not easy. I didn't even do the hard part, so I'm sure Jess is going to be aching today. I was the hoyer person, positioning him and lifting him up, then moving the lift so the wheelchair could be put under it, then sloooowly lowering him. Jess was in charge of making sure that his ass went into the chair, with which they did admirably. There was much yelling from dad, but we got there. And then, as a reward, we pulled out the clippers and shaved his head, which he's been wanting. Once we got him back in bed, Jess and I went to Crumbl for celebratory cookies.
Okay, time for me to get myself ready for work. Everyone have an amazing Tuesday!
I did not get an interview for the first Conshohocken job, which is sad. It sounded really interesting and I think I would have been good at it, but alas. Still waiting on the other three jobs I've applied for. None of them have status messages, so I have no fucking clue what's going on there.
I'm a little frustrated with IKEA's inability to set and fulfill a timeline. I'm not asking for a lot. Just "we'll be deciding on the next round of interviews the week of _____." It would make my anxiety so much kinder. And with the recruiter calling at weird times, I'm not even relaxing when I get off work. Because for the first interview, he called at 6:30pm. The frustration isn't new, but the calling at strange times definitely is.
Tomorrow, at least I have Blades in the Dark in the evening. I'm looking forward to game time. I think it'll be a fun heist. Hopefully everyone has a good time. Then, after that, there's Strahd on Friday, lunch out on Saturday and a Call of Cthulhu game on Sunday! I just have to get through work, and there are good things!
I'm a little sore today, since the Occupational Therapist wanted us to get dad into the wheelchair using the Hoyer lift. We totally accomplished it, but it was not easy. I didn't even do the hard part, so I'm sure Jess is going to be aching today. I was the hoyer person, positioning him and lifting him up, then moving the lift so the wheelchair could be put under it, then sloooowly lowering him. Jess was in charge of making sure that his ass went into the chair, with which they did admirably. There was much yelling from dad, but we got there. And then, as a reward, we pulled out the clippers and shaved his head, which he's been wanting. Once we got him back in bed, Jess and I went to Crumbl for celebratory cookies.
Okay, time for me to get myself ready for work. Everyone have an amazing Tuesday!
