The sky today is gloriously angry. It's as dark as night outside, and the clouds are carrying every shade between blue and black in billowy sheets, so that even from a distance, you can tell it is raining.
The birds didn't bother to sing today. I wonder if they forgot to wake up.
It makes me feel like Eeyore.
I really don't like big changes. No, strike that. I don't like waiting for big changes. For instance, right now I know that by August I will have to move, which means
I should look for a place in June. It's constantly on my mind, because I have to save money for it now, in order to be able to afford it. I really just want to get it over with. I can't stand having big tasks outstanding on my list, that I can't even start on yet,
because they preoccupy me, pulling my attention away from today's activities, and making me feel generally unfocused and dissatisfied, when in fact life is just as it should be.
I actually look forward to the change itself. It's the waiting that kills me. I guess I need to learn to mark it on my calendar, and somehow ignore it until it's time to actually deal with it.
I can see why I get troubleshooting jobs. It's a personality trait.
I see a problem, and I want it to be solved right away.
I don't want to wait for it to go away. I'm the kind of person
who tackles a charging bull, rather than diverting it with the
red cape.
It's funny what you discover about yourself when you find a job that actually challenges you as a human being. I wonder if I was always this person, or if I am becoming my job description. Interesting sociological question, isn't it?
