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More words from me In all of my rambling yesterday, I neglected to mention that it was a good day for me. Since my electricity had gone out for a few seconds, I decided to upload my entry before it might go out again. Then I settled back to relax. Third shift seems very familiar to me now. Its been about a month since I crossed back over to the other side of the working day. For the moment I have committed myself to these hours for the next year and I guess that its fine with me. It was what I had signed up for when I started and there is no else around to object to the hours. Since I inhabit the world of computers where everything has to be running twenty four hours a day seven days a week to provide people the best possible customer service, holidays are no longer automatically days off. At the moment, I'm not sure whether or not I am working the holidays. I haven't really given myself any new projects lately. For the most part I just go to work and buy things on my days off. I earn money and then turn around and spend it. As for my ever elusive trip to California, I have yet to arrange a time with Dan. If I do go, I am sure that a week would be enough for me. Other than that little idea, the rest of my plans for the coming year are completely open. Maybe in April or May I'll start to look for a new place to live. Its time for me to move and maybe pamper myself a little more with a place that has heated underground parking. I have never been one to plan my life too far in advance. Too many things can happen that change everything. Its even hard for me to say what I will be doing a month from now. A planner for me is useless. The experts say that a person should set goals for themselves, but I'm not too sure what I want to do next. I could try to paint again. I could pay off all of my credit cards. I could take a trip. I could buy new furniture. I am not looking forward to New Year's Eve. People will be even worse this time around than they usually are on that day. New Year's Eve has never been a big holiday for me. The best one that I can remember was with Tracy. It was just the two of us and that was all that mattered at that time. Everything was so simple for that one night. Now its just a pleasant memory. I guess that winter does lend itself to quiet moments of thought, because going outside loses its appeal. Despite having lived in Wisconsin all of my life, I don't do that many traditional winter activities. For example, I don't ski or hunt. Oh, I can be a Wisconsin hick, if I feel the need to do so. For instance, last winter I went snowmobile riding with Brenda's family. What surprised Brenda even more than seeing me on a snowmobile was that I had a good time. For some reason they thought that I had never driven one before. Once again it must have something to do with the image I project to other people.
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