Domestic Geek

Thanks to this crappy economy, nobody else is hiring right now. So, a couple of weeks ago, I swallowed my pride and basically begged to keep my job. Even though I hate what I do everyday with almost every ounce of my being and it gives me nightmares and insomnia, it's better than being unemployed, especially right before the holidays. I've made it my own personal policy not to discuss anything with my supervisors ever again. If I tell the truth, it gets used against me. I'll show up for work, try to do my job despite being untrained and using poor equipment and leave. No more going above and beyond. It's obviously not a trait valued there.

I know that I need a change, though. Here I sit, after three whole days off from work, still so sore that I can't stand up straight and my feet hurt so bad I can barely walk. Nobody should be made to work 12+ hours standing on a hard concrete floor. Granted, my being obese factors a lot into the pain I'm experiencing, but even my skinny co-workers go home being so sore they can't move. Not cool.

Business is also down. I wonder if any of us are going to have a job in the long run there. We'll see, I guess.

I'll be honest that the things going on in the world right now have me majorly concerned. Makes me wonder if anybody else has read Atlas Shrugged. The United States is becoming a Socialist country, one piece at a time. Personal responsibility and accountability are nonexistent. Everybody is looking to the government to solve their problems (created by that same government, mind you).

I'm wanting more than ever to move somewhere where I can become self-sufficient, life off the land and totally check out of this madness.

As I just realized yesterday that we are already almost a week into October, there will be no Pink for October theme for me this year. Just as well, as it would probably stay up for most of the year like it has in years past. As you can probably tell, web design and coding (or blogging, for that matter) have not been my main interest lately. I remember when I used to change my theme every month for whatever occasion or season was appropriate. Dang, I miss those days, but my interests lie elsewhere for now. Maybe one day I'll be passionate about this again.

I guess I should just concentrate on actually finishing this design, eh?

I'm glad that I still have a few readers left. Thanks to those that commented AND...

Thanks to Colleen for alerting me to the problem that nobody could comment. When I upgraded Expression Engine, apparently I needed to change the path to the captcha images from a relative one to a full server path. Who knew? Since I never bothered to log out to see what regular visitors see, I wasn't aware there was a problem. Sorry.

Now, on to the post (WARNING - WOE AHEAD):

I'll be honest here — life has been pretty much blowing for me lately. The new position at work sucks much ass. Twelve hour shifts and working weekends stink no matter what job you're doing. I no longer trust any of my supervisors/owners/managers. We will no longer have full paid benefits as of October 1st. I've got a bad attitude and now I need to do my least favorite thing in the world: job hunt. My brakes need fixing. I dont' have the energy to do housework. Our last rabbit, Neo, died recently and now my hamster will probably be dead by the time I get home from work. I really miss having dogs, but promised myself I wouldn't get any while we still live here. The area we are living in is getting scarier and more depressing by the day. I slept a grand total of 4 hours last night because my insomnia is back full force.

I've been trying to suck it up and not complain here so as not to have the "Blog of Woe" as Marcus so lovingly referred to it, but it is what it is.

It really hit me yesterday at work as I was bawling my eyes out in front of all my coworkers and struggling with every ounce of my being not to grab my purse and walk out the door that I need to change this. I've been telling myself that if I can only hang on until X, Y and Z, then I'll figure out something else to do. Why? Obviously, my situation now is not working. Why is it so hard for me to find a better opportunity? I'm smart and talented, why am I wasting those being unhappy and miserable? Except for the fact that I continue to put up with it all, I deserve so much more from my life than this.

It's a good thing today is only a half day at work. I've got a lot of things I need to do and set in motion while my ire is up. I just know I can't keep going on like this...I'm not really living.

AHOY, THERE!

ARRRR! Heave, Ho, Ye Mateys! It be Talk Like A Pirate Day!

How will this lass be celebratin' such a fine and proud day? I'll be doin' what any self-respectin' Pirate does on such o' fine day...knittin' with me pointy sticks and yaarrrrrrn! I'll be wearin' ye ol' Skull 'n' Crossbones and also be raisin?? me bottle o?? rum (or glass o' sweet tea, as t' case may be) in Pirate's honour this evenin??!

Lay yer eyes upon the video in t' extended. It's a right pleasin' tribute to t' day, to be sure!

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I need to know.

Does anybody actually read this thing anymore?

From the widgets in my sidebar, I'm guessing not, but they don't get people that read from feeds, who aren't members of those sites and such. I know paid blogging turned a lot of my old readers off and they left. Then I ran out of things to say and I think the rest left. If there is nobody else out there other than a few IRL friends and my dad, I need to know.

So, would you leave a comment if you read this blog, please?