Cleaning, Stressing
Nov. 13th, 2001 10:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterLa de dah. Another day of stress and work, as I clean up my room a little while I wait for the maid to get here. Irony abounds. Hiring someone to help clean the room...and I want to have it as clean as I can before she comes to take an estimate. Maybe save myself a little money, eh? Heh. Yeah right. As messed as this room is.
Otherwise, I have a test to study for this afternoon out of the Book of Obfuscation, a couple hours of Oracle coding this evening, then two weeks' worth of Java assignments to have done by tomorrow afternoon. Then I have the training course on Friday and Monday to prepare for, by making another Powerpoint presentation and registering some Yahoo & Geocities accounts. Rah, rah.
This is the kind of stress where you feel like you're running and running up a hill, and the faster and harder you run, the more you barely tend to stay in that one place and not slip back. I keep telling myself, it doesn't matter; just as long as I get a passing grade on these damn courses, I'm fine, I'm dandy, I'm out of here. But it's getting hard to know whether I'm making that goal or not.
And then there's the further stress of looking for a job in this downturned economy. Joy. Someone please stop the world for a while? I just want to lie around and vegetate for a few months, with my expenses subsidized by...whoever.
Ah well...back to the cleaning grind.
Otherwise, I have a test to study for this afternoon out of the Book of Obfuscation, a couple hours of Oracle coding this evening, then two weeks' worth of Java assignments to have done by tomorrow afternoon. Then I have the training course on Friday and Monday to prepare for, by making another Powerpoint presentation and registering some Yahoo & Geocities accounts. Rah, rah.
This is the kind of stress where you feel like you're running and running up a hill, and the faster and harder you run, the more you barely tend to stay in that one place and not slip back. I keep telling myself, it doesn't matter; just as long as I get a passing grade on these damn courses, I'm fine, I'm dandy, I'm out of here. But it's getting hard to know whether I'm making that goal or not.
And then there's the further stress of looking for a job in this downturned economy. Joy. Someone please stop the world for a while? I just want to lie around and vegetate for a few months, with my expenses subsidized by...whoever.
Ah well...back to the cleaning grind.
