I have been in major brain lock for several months. Writing has been too damn challenging to finish anything, and I have not been able to rouse the discipline or interest to force my way through this writers block.
My work has been trying to eat my soul. If I did not like my job it would not matter, but I do, and it does, and I am trapped in LA LA Land.
Being in a deadline driven industry, I am oriented to get things done, while this project seems destined to never end. My badge was extended until the end of March. This was scheduled to be an eight week project and I am staring nine months in the face.
Your tax dollars at waste.
Someone told another trade that it was OK to remove stuff that I have already installed, thereby voiding all warranties and any interest in my completing that particular aspect of this project. There shall be much whining, finger pointing, and blaming in the near future, and I can’t seem to bring myself to care. I have tried my best to do the right thing throughout this project, but the bureaucracy insists on reinventing the construction industry without understanding the industry. I tried to warn them before they began removal, but they failed to heed my warnings. This will become an expensive mistake, and I look forward to learning just who is going to pay.
There is so much ‘cover your ass’ going on in LA LA Land that there is no time for ‘get ‘er done’, and now that the money has run out no one cares. They seem to think that there is an endless well of dollars and time, while I believe that the well has run dry.
On another note; my house is on the market and I am anxious to sell. With the market the way it is I will never get what I could have a few years ago, but I do need to get something a bit smaller. This place would be great for a passel of kids and pets, but is far too big just for the Mrs. and her pack. We are going to weekend in the rig and try to get the pack adjusted to smaller accommodations.
I have been toying with the idea of doing a ‘Quote of the day’ kinda thing here. I have in mind just a simple posting of things that I overhear while going about my day. It would at least get me back into posting again.
Any ideas?
I had someone ask me if I was in anger management. I told them that I don’t need it because if I get too angry my wife beats the shit out of me me.
You don’t need anger management because you have at last arrived. That place in the Universe where it just doesn’t matter any more. There are more important things to worry about. You can’t cure stupid and stupid will always be.
My! Are we waxing poetic? Your comment seems far more serious than I am used to.
If I have arrived, then why do I live in a mobile home? (grin)
Thanks for the nice words. We are both somewhat scared about such large changes, but taking things one day at a time and working together to make things work.
I think things are getting better.
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