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Did I say "flaky"?
Dec. 6th, 2024 12:42 am(written earlier today)
So it's 4 in the afternoon and I'm at work and I just realized I completely forgot about writing a Holidailies entry when I got home last night. Never thought about it once. I remember being distracted by something-or-other - probably a game, but I barely remember. So I pulled a page out of my work notebook and I'll write an entry here, I guess, to post later.
I guess I can talk about work! I don't really know that I have talked about that here in a while, and while we're a small group at Holidailies so far, I assume that at least some of the people reading don't know/don't remember all my job history. My job is not terribly exciting, by any means, but I mostly enjoy it. I work at a university gym part-time, and I have for a good many years now - 12 or 13 years, maybe? I got laid off from this same university back in 2008 after the big hurricane hit here - that was Ike, and I think a few of y'all probably do remember that at least vaguely because it was kind of big drama at the time!. I tried picking up another career and that never really worked out, but while all that was playing out I took this little part-time job where my husband worked, and I'm still here and so is he. He's full-time and can retire at some point before too long. Actually, I can too, I worked full-time long enough to be retirement-eligible, but I don't know how much money I'll actually get. I'm not even thinking about that yet. Maybe when Rob retires.
Whoa, I just went down a rabbit hole (it's pretty slow here today) and started reading my Dreamwidth/Livejournal entries tagged "work" all the way to back before Ike - I certainly talked quite a lot about my old job! and some about this one, too. (And some about the other part-time job I had for a while in there, which I practically forget about now.)
All the hurricane stuff reminds me that in the car going to see Wicked the other day with my sister and her friend, we started comparing hurricane stories. We were talking about how it's easy to remember the big storms like Ike, for the most part, but it gets hard to remember all the little ones - they all tend to blend together. When you've lived on the Gulf Coast for years like all three of us have, there are a lot of the little ones (and a good many medium-size ones) - you go, now wait, which one was that? Beryl? Harvey? (Those are just the first two that popped into my head. Beryl was the most recent one around here. Harvey was the one that dropped a shitload of water on most of greater Houston and made a huge mess, back a few years ago. It wasn't that strong of a storm, but it sat over our heads and rained for days and days.) (I really remember Harvey pretty well because where we live has creeks all around and we couldn't get out to get to work for several days.)
So it's 4 in the afternoon and I'm at work and I just realized I completely forgot about writing a Holidailies entry when I got home last night. Never thought about it once. I remember being distracted by something-or-other - probably a game, but I barely remember. So I pulled a page out of my work notebook and I'll write an entry here, I guess, to post later.
I guess I can talk about work! I don't really know that I have talked about that here in a while, and while we're a small group at Holidailies so far, I assume that at least some of the people reading don't know/don't remember all my job history. My job is not terribly exciting, by any means, but I mostly enjoy it. I work at a university gym part-time, and I have for a good many years now - 12 or 13 years, maybe? I got laid off from this same university back in 2008 after the big hurricane hit here - that was Ike, and I think a few of y'all probably do remember that at least vaguely because it was kind of big drama at the time!. I tried picking up another career and that never really worked out, but while all that was playing out I took this little part-time job where my husband worked, and I'm still here and so is he. He's full-time and can retire at some point before too long. Actually, I can too, I worked full-time long enough to be retirement-eligible, but I don't know how much money I'll actually get. I'm not even thinking about that yet. Maybe when Rob retires.
Whoa, I just went down a rabbit hole (it's pretty slow here today) and started reading my Dreamwidth/Livejournal entries tagged "work" all the way to back before Ike - I certainly talked quite a lot about my old job! and some about this one, too. (And some about the other part-time job I had for a while in there, which I practically forget about now.)
All the hurricane stuff reminds me that in the car going to see Wicked the other day with my sister and her friend, we started comparing hurricane stories. We were talking about how it's easy to remember the big storms like Ike, for the most part, but it gets hard to remember all the little ones - they all tend to blend together. When you've lived on the Gulf Coast for years like all three of us have, there are a lot of the little ones (and a good many medium-size ones) - you go, now wait, which one was that? Beryl? Harvey? (Those are just the first two that popped into my head. Beryl was the most recent one around here. Harvey was the one that dropped a shitload of water on most of greater Houston and made a huge mess, back a few years ago. It wasn't that strong of a storm, but it sat over our heads and rained for days and days.) (I really remember Harvey pretty well because where we live has creeks all around and we couldn't get out to get to work for several days.)
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