melancholy

     Well, life has been interesting for the past few days.  Work is, indeed, cutting down the number of people in the division from 33 to 24.  In doing so, they are having each shift have only two syaff instead of three.  Well, it is evident that they are not going to pick me over Louis or Andrew.  Not that my work hasn't been good, but they have both been there longer than I.  

     

     I am looking for other work.  I have left my information with Virginia College, and Monday I will be speaking to Candy Smith about all of the pertinent information for working there.  I am just afraid I will not be making half the money I am now, and the hours will be hectic.  Oh well, you have to pay bills somehow.  

     Here soon, I need to go to Panama City and tell Dad and Kathy about Marcus.  He will be coming to Paige's wedding, and I don't want his presence there to be a distraction from Paige and Lance's big day.   

     It is cold in my room.  It has been cold in my room since the beginning of winter.  I guess just the way the building is set up, it feels 10 degrees colder in here than the rest of the house, especially with the door shut.  I can deal with this, I just feel bad for the ferrets.  I try and leave the door open for it to stay warm while I'm gone, but someone keeps shutting it.  Probably because the ferrets either smell bad and I'm just used to it, or because they make too much noise.  Either way, I hope they don't get too cold.  

    I'm still working on that paper for work, not much progress on it though.  I'm just stuck in a bit of an emotional rut due to the extended limbo that work has put me in.  I go from being excited that I don't have to work there anymore, to missing the job and what it's brought me, to scared to death that I won't find anything else.  No use stressing it though, I guess.  I wish I had my gameboy, that's a good de-stressor for me, and I have lost it somewhere.  sigh.