Like clockwork, as soon as I leave the office I start ranting about my job, the long hours, the crazy things I have to deal with day to day, etc. Driving me crazy, making me cranky, and adding 'colorful' words to my vocabulary.
Thanks go to my eternally patient roommate/colleague who listens to me rant and offers advice and consolation. I don't think I would survive without someone to listen to me vent.
I've been thinking though- my only salvations here are the city (I heart London), the people (yay colleagues my age!!), the occasional weekend jaunt to the Continent, and the financial incentives. I hate to say that, because that's not why I came to London, but it's there and it helps on those really rough days.
SO... the more I think about how dissatisfied I am with my current situation, and the more I think about returning to the US at year-end... the less motivated I am. I mean, I've got some spare change I could use to help buy a car and find a better apartment, but I'd still be stuck with the same job.
And then it came. LEAVE YOUR FLIPPIN' CRAZY JOB AND SEE THE WORLD!!! I'm not a religious type, but halleluyah, amen!
So the seeds of madness were sown.
Monday, December 29, 2008
epiphany! the light revealed
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