Going Through The Motions

I spent much of my day at the other office, the one that’s some 60 miles away. With the way things are going, I’m probably going to have spend at least one a day week over there. I don’t mind it. It kind of breaks the monotony and it’s a relaxing, peaceful drive. I want to say that I was mostly productive today.

Work continues to keep me entertained. Actually, that’s not true. Work is work. It’s not fun. It’s definitely nowhere near entertaining. At this point, and I know that the new year just started, it’s just sort of there. The people around me still suck. I continue to find it best just to keep to myself and focus on what it is that I need to do. I can’t worry about others, especially when it’s abundantly clear that certain people don’t care about me or what it is that I’m doing. Out of sight, out of mind, I suppose. That’s just the way it is.

I had a brief conversation with Carmen today. Mostly small talk and catching up. She’s back at work after having been on vacation these last two weeks or so. I suppose she needed the break. She sounded rested anyway. I think she’s in training for the rest of the week, so as I see it, she won’t be working too hard. She might see things differently, but that’s only because she hates being in training. She’d rather be doing anything else. Of course, I know why she despises training the way she does. It’s because I’m not there. You see, when she and I first started the job, we did all our training together. This was how we became as close as we did. Now, years later, I don’t mind being in training, but I know she hates it. Maybe I’m giving myself too much credit here, but I know that if I were there with her, she’d have a much better time. I am convinced of it.

I know we’re still working on getting together for lunch. As busy as she tends to be, there’s no telling when this is going to happen. I remain hopeful. Call me hopelessly optimistic.

Locally, the wind has kicked up something fierce. They’re not calling it a hurricane, but that’s only because it’s not raining. I imagine that when I wake up and actually leave the house tomorrow morning, I’m likely to see some damage in the form of uprooted trees, flipped-over cars, and all kinds of dirt and debris strewn all over the place.

I don’t know what I’m going to wake up to. It’s somewhat exciting. Yes, that’s how dull my life has become.

My eyes are extremely dry at the moment. That’s probably my sign that it’s time to call it a day and get to sleep. I’ll don the eye gel and go to bed.

Tomorrow, I’ll go through all these motions all over again. If it weren’t for the money, I don’t know if I’d have much reason to get up in the morning and as early as I do.

I guess in some way, it’s all about the grind.

I’ll be rested and ready to roll.