Rollercoaster

September 27

Down: No ge90 pic
Further: asshole tendencies
Up: Ge90 pic!
Down: bigger asshole tendencies
Up: hearing from Mrs Sanders
Up: chilling with the girls, open bar at the Reds game
Down: boy, lack of commitment

I am not one of those people who likes drama.

Training... or torture?

Today was torture. I didn't sleep well last night, added to the exhaustion from my extended trip on sunday and I completely passed out during the second lecture today. Whoops.

This morning;s speaker was good, but it was downhill from there. Lunch was even worse than yesterday: salads. Seriously? Hey large rather wealthy corporation who owns everything: you can do better than that.

On the bright side, I know everything they're talking about when they talk about design, etc. The mechanical stuff... not so much. And it's been hard to pay attention... Too bad that's the stuff I need to learn.

On the bright side, yesterday's entertainment was D&B and tonights was this awesome authentic German brewery thing, of which there are only two in the world. Good beer, good brats.

Two days down, 2.5 to go!

Tired and Toothpaste-less

Despite relative good luck non-reving up til this point (story to come soon), yesterday was a pain in the butt. I arrived at the airport 45 minutes before my flight, only to be told that I couldn't check my bag. Forgetting that there was a reason I wanted to check it, I tried to go through security. Oh yeah... the 6 oz things I packed. Oops. Not sure of the rules about skipping security when on business travel, I go out, get rid of stuff and go back through only to find that my plane has dispatched early leaving me and 6 other passengers sitting at the gate while they are pushed back and loading baggage. The next flight wasn't until 530, while my co-workers, who conveniently had the rental car, arrived in Cinci at 6pm. I arrived at the hotel at 9pm, after landing at 7 and taking a shuttle that took the scenic route out to nowhere, where GE is located.

All this, because of a tube of toothpaste and some shampoo. It's wasteful, thinking about the thousands of people who end up having to throw away perfectly usable stuff, not to mention that the terrorists are probably laughing at the barefoot oblivious americans while they plot something else that we couldn't possibly think to prevent.

Tardiness

I've been gradually leaving the apartment later and later for work every morning. Monday is was 7:05. Not ideal when my goal is be there between 7 and 715.

Today was definitely the worst. Last night was rough, I woke up around 2:30 am with a sinus headached. I decided to take some drugs and a hot shower to make it go away, which was successful. And, since I got a head start on my morning routine, I delayed my alarm to 5:55am (from the usual 5:30.)

Ok, that's all fine... except instead of hitting snooze, I hit dismiss. Next thing I know, it's 7:45am. I leave at 8am (no breakfast, no makeup, etc) and get caught in really crappy traffic. Who knew it got that bad? I finally arrived at 8:30am...

... and proceeded to stay til almost 6. It's a good thing I work a 9-80, because 8 hour days wouldn't be long enough.

Energy

I visited the psychiatrist again last Friday. I just can't seem to get moving in the afternoons, which kinda defeats the purpose of having an awesome job where I get home early.

She said it seems like most of my symptoms have receeded, but that the funny thing is that people usually get their energy to do things before their motivation. I have motivation... I think... but when I get home, it seems like all the energy and momentum is gone.

It's been a month since I've started working, so I figured I should be more or less adjusted by now, but it just isn't happening...

Meanwhile my lazy-bumness has been a disappointment for many friends, which makes me sad.