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(5:55AM)
It was a good two days off, maybe. It was nice to spend some time with my son who is back on leave from Iraq for a couple of weeks. It's a funny thing how you can look at someone you haven't seen for so long, but when you look at that person it's almost as if he'd never left, and that's a little of how I was feeling yesterday, and it wasn't a bad feeling at all. I wish it could always be that way, and I wish it could always be that way in a lot of other cases as well. I haven't expressed much about my home life here as of yet. I have to warm into the place I guess. I know that there is only one person who knows me who reads what I write, and that helps in that I want to be able to let out what's on the inside, yet at the same time I don't want everybody and his brother knowing what's going on in the corners of my mind. To put it better I don't mind complete strangers reading what's going on inside, but if my wife were to ever find out that would be very painful, not that I'm not already in enough pain as it is. But for the moment I think I need to make a run in search of some java, and perhaps I'll get back here before my day is done. Ciao for the moment.
(11:56AM)
I'm wondering if it isn't time for me to start thinking about polishing up my resume, as in blow the dust off and make a few changes. The word is that there is going to be 150 jobs eliminated in this division of the company I work for and if my number was to be one of those 150 that would be a serious bite in the shorts. If there is a bright side it would be an excuse for me to start looking for a job somewhere else, but somewhere else wouldn't be anywhere around here. It bites when you get to be my age. You find yourself wondering how much your age affects your chances of landing something remotely close to what you were doing, and around here the chances are on the order of slim. I'll wait out the storm and see what happens, but I see the clouds gathering in yon distance, and I'm gone now. Ciao.
It was a good two days off, maybe. It was nice to spend some time with my son who is back on leave from Iraq for a couple of weeks. It's a funny thing how you can look at someone you haven't seen for so long, but when you look at that person it's almost as if he'd never left, and that's a little of how I was feeling yesterday, and it wasn't a bad feeling at all. I wish it could always be that way, and I wish it could always be that way in a lot of other cases as well. I haven't expressed much about my home life here as of yet. I have to warm into the place I guess. I know that there is only one person who knows me who reads what I write, and that helps in that I want to be able to let out what's on the inside, yet at the same time I don't want everybody and his brother knowing what's going on in the corners of my mind. To put it better I don't mind complete strangers reading what's going on inside, but if my wife were to ever find out that would be very painful, not that I'm not already in enough pain as it is. But for the moment I think I need to make a run in search of some java, and perhaps I'll get back here before my day is done. Ciao for the moment.
(11:56AM)
I'm wondering if it isn't time for me to start thinking about polishing up my resume, as in blow the dust off and make a few changes. The word is that there is going to be 150 jobs eliminated in this division of the company I work for and if my number was to be one of those 150 that would be a serious bite in the shorts. If there is a bright side it would be an excuse for me to start looking for a job somewhere else, but somewhere else wouldn't be anywhere around here. It bites when you get to be my age. You find yourself wondering how much your age affects your chances of landing something remotely close to what you were doing, and around here the chances are on the order of slim. I'll wait out the storm and see what happens, but I see the clouds gathering in yon distance, and I'm gone now. Ciao.
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