tomorrow is dear curly’s birthday and as part of the big birthday doings we’re going to assateague island from saturday to sunday. really wish we could go for longer, but the dear furry boys need meds and we don’t trust them with a sitter (or more acurately, they wouldn’t trust a sitter and besides pet sitter=mucho bucks). the whole gang is going (that would be four of us), so it’s one night only. still, it will be glorious and wonderful and relaxing.

just to clarify, going to assateague means three big things:
camping on the beach… huzzah tents and sleeping bags!
sleeping near the ocean… waves lulling you to sleep!
with PONIES… okay the only thing left to say here is WHEEEE!!!

here’s the wikipedia if you’re curious: assateague island

of course i’ll be posting pics when i get back.

in other news, i’m glad i took tomorrow off for packing and such (such being the celebration of the actual birth date). having a real shit day at work today because i was trying to fix a long standing problem. things got blown so ginormously out of proportion i still can’t believe it happened. i was pretty much told that i had no right to question anything and should just shut up and do my job. it sucked. i got upset, but held my ground and did everything in my power to both fix the problem and make my stance known. my blood’s still boiling. thankfully my direct supervisor was stuck in the middle (huzzah for having someone to throw under the bus with this crap) and could see i wasn’t really trying to cause problems, otherwise things may have been worse.

so, for the record, it’s all the client’s fault and it’s all out of my control. once i find a way to accept that without feeling like i’m being treated as a peon, it’ll all be good. note i didn’t say ‘without being treated as a peon’. i’ll accept peon status as long as i don’t have to FEEL like one.

of course when stuff like this happens i think about leaving. don’t really have a place to jump to with the skills i have and now isn’t exactly a good time to jump anyway. honestly, as evidenced by how little i talk about it here, the job is fine 99% of the time. i get up, go to work, come home and think very little about it when i’m not here. if i have to work, this is the way to do it.

i think it’s just time to stop trying to improve things and just make sure my little corner of the world stays quiet. i’m not sure if today is a turning point or not, but i’m going to think a bit more now before i complain about anything. and i’m really not a complainer. i just need to find some way to be even more detatched and distant than i already am. me thinks the time for fixing things is at an end.

okay this last bit is not making much sense as i obviously need to sort some stuff out in my head.