Monthly Archives: March 2010

a less good day

It’s a bit of a less good day today.  But I did take a photograph for the first time in a long time.  Appropriately, I think this photograph feels like today should feel.
I pass this little Japanese maple on my street on the way to work every day.  Lately, in the incessant rain, the tree has been dotted with a thousand little droplets of rain that catch the 7 am light in this gorgeous pearly way.  I wanted to capture that – all the little drops together – but this is what came out instead.

I got another job rejection today.  It wasn’t a big deal or anything I was especially invested in.  But it seemed like a really good possibility.  And I couldn’t help thinking that this could be the one.  This could make it all better.  I know I shouldn’t get my hopes up; it’s too hard to be crushed over and over.  I just can’t help it.  I want the bad part to be over so, so badly.

Suffice it to say, I didn’t really like getting that news.  Especially since it came after I had only had the screening phone call with the HR lady that I thought had gone pretty well.  A phone call that my friend Laura agreed with me was an easy experience was was only in place to confirm that “you have a pulse.”

So there’s that.  And it’s Wednesday and it feels like there are still years to go before I don’t have to sit here and wait for someone who needs me to tell them that the thing they’re looking?  That thing they can’t find any mention of on our website?  Yeah.  It’s not there cause we don’t do it.  But let me know if I can answer any other questions at all.  Happy to help.  Byeeeee.

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profound conversations

We’ve just turned off the lights, and because he is a boy, David has fallen asleep almost instantaneously.  Because I am me, I am awake and thinking about completely random stuff.  Last night, I was remembering a story that David told me about a kid from his school who once snobbishly made some disparaging opine about those who overcook their pasta.



“What did that kid in your school say about al dente pasta?”

“He said that people who cook their pasta more than al dente, he hates them.”

“He hates them?”

“Yes.  Well.  Something like that.”

Huh.  Well that wasn’t as interesting as I was imagining it might be.  This story that I was hoping to play out in my head a bit more has fallen rather flat.  Because that story about the pasta snob really should have been awesomely compelling.
But, I’m still awake.  Maybe I can get David to tell me something else interesting.

“What sort of people do you hate?”

“Me?  I don’t hate anyone.”

I have a long think about who the David might hate.  Surely there must be some group of people who incites his ire.

“What about bad mergers?  Don’t you hate them?”

“Yes, I hate mergerers.”

Did he just say “mergerers?”  Mergerers?  What the hell is a mergerer?

“No, not murderers!  Mergers!  Bad mergers!”

“People who won’t merge in lanes?  They annoy me,” he says.

“But you don’t hate them?”


“Ok, but wait a minute.”


“You hate murderers then?”

“I just don’t like them.”

And then I get the giggles.  Possibly David wishes that I would just be quiet.

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It’s another first of the month, and I’m down $946.22 from the last one.  Still not quite a whole thousand less, but it’s pretty darned good, I’d say.


It’s less than 20K!  Just like breaking a decade or a century in weight loss, it feels pretty good to get that number to one that starts with a 1 instead of a 2.

It feels do-able.  I can do this!  Just paying attention and facing the problem seems to have helped a lot.  I know it’s only been 2 months of concerted effort and is far too soon to be congratulating myself much… not to mention that it’s still a nauseating amount of debt… but still.

I did have a few transgressions this month:

  • There was the matter of a small fit of Anthropologie business.  I’m suffering a bit from excessive fatness and the not-fitting-ness of all of my clothes and succumbed to the pleasures of buying a few things that actually fit.
  • There was also a goodly amount of going out.  But this is one that I think I ought to just do a better job of budgeting for.  I can keep the restaurant and bar expenses down to almost nothing if I’m hermitting and not going out at all and while it does feel awfully sanctimonious to minimize that expense, I kind of think it’s necessary.  Hermitting is not something I can mentally afford to keep up.

Overall, I am feeling pleezed!  It’s a funny secret private pleased.  I can’t really go around squealing that I am just under twenty thousand dollars in debt and expect anyone else to see it as a “yay!”  But that’s quite alright.  I will just keep this little feather in my own cap.

Until next month….

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