This year, we had our first snow on October 12. What a joke this fall has been! We didn't even have a fall color season beyond a few days, because it got nasty and windy as soon as the leaves were turned, and they all blew away. I think I got one or two good photos, and that was it.
To tell the truth, I hate fall anyway. Everything dies. My pail of petunias, which were the only thing I cultivated this summer (after the big "breakup" that is) are still sort of hanging on, but they don't have much spunk left. And since I'm not used to the cold yet, sometimes I go outside when it's in the 30s and it HURTS. It takes some time to toughen up to it, and it only gets colder. Why civilization ever made it this far north is beyond me sometimes.
Anyway, all this shitty weather has interfered with my house renovations, which is okay anyway because I just haven't been in the mood. It seems like I start a reno-job, and then something happens, and then I just say "fuck it" and quit. Yesterday I was all set to put the siding on my shed, and then I realized I had lost the last driver bit for my drill, and never did find it. I got some other shit done, but not much. Although I did get the whole house primed, so at least it looks semi-ok. I mean, at least there's a layer of SOMETHING on it so it doesn't look like I live in an old barn.
Tonight is my last night at my job of 3 years, and I don't know how I'll handle it. I'm a little pissed off at the whole establishment in general, anyway, so in a way I'm leaving a little bitter. I wrote a nice 2-week notice, saying how much I'd miss the job and all, and I didn't even get a reply. Not even a "good for you Doug - now piss off." And I do believe I have put a lot into my work there that a lot of other people haven't, so I frankly feel like I'm leaving with the door hitting me in the head on the way out. But I do leave there with a lot of friends though, and it's not like I'm moving or anything - just changing jobs.
Anyway, the new job starts officially on wednesday, with two days of orientation. After that, I don't know any more details, except eventually I will be working 3-11, 5 evenings a week, in the emergency department. I worked one night in the ED when I was in emt training, and I didn't really enjoy myself, but then again I was just standing there watching for the most part.
Then there's all those stupid things that wander through my head. "Will they give enough cigarette breaks?" is one that is really dumb, but when you are a smoker, it really worries you! Goddamn cigarettes.
Anyway, as you can probably tell, I've been in a lousy, crappy, fuck-it-all kind of mood for the last few days. I guess I need a good dose of something. Too bad I don't enjoy drinking anymore! Anyway, enough rambling. I have to go get ready for my last hurrah at Pinewood.........I love anyone who read this whole thing! -D
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