Oh yeah, I'm so funny. Har. Dee. Har. Har.
So life is still happening.
At this point I am mostly going through the motions, trying desperately to keep up without a hope of getting ahead. The To Do List keeps being put aside for the same errands that will require doing week after week and meanwhile any progress on the future is oxidizing with neglect.
Is there an end in sight? Maybe.
For about a year I have been not so patiently waiting for a transfer to a tower which is just about half the distance from my home than the tower I'm currently commuting to. I am technically not scheduled to transfer until June, however I have been advised that I may be able to get that moved up to January.
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The transfer couldn't come soon enough. My enthusiasm for the 15-20 hour a week commute waxes and wanes with the season (and the variation between 15 and 20 hours). I am currently at a waning (read whining) stage. More than ever in my life I understand how rush hour traffic jams turn into shoot outs. (Its ok, I don't have a gun and have been cleared to point airplanes at each other by various medical professionals.)
There is a kernel of fear that the transfer will not improve things. The few extra hours of time in my schedule will be spent the way a raise gets devoured by all those expenses that didn't seem to exist before the money did, leaving the budget with the exact same pathetic balance as before.
On the other hand if I spend one more morning staring at the glowing red parking lot they call 205 I will probably require institutionalization. Here's hoping they let me out by Christmas.
