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a steady downpour I imagine that yesterday must have sounded like a rant, but I just don't see the need to alter my life for the sake of my company. I am very wary of who I make sacrifices for in my life. Work is not one of them. After what seemed like two solid days of non-stop rainfall, I woke to a shining sun this afternoon. The forecast had said that this would happen, so I wasn't too surprised. However, as nice as it was to see the sun, I didn't mind the rain, because it made for great sleeping weather. Instead of staying awake until three in the afternoon, I was asleep shortly after eleven in the morning. The rain let me have a healthy six hours of sleep and my early bedtime gave me back a buffer of time before I had to go to work. Only having two hours of free time was strange on Thursday night and I didn't want to repeat that pattern. I may have been more alert, but I need some time to prepare before I go to work. I suppose that most people who work first shift just roll out of bed and go to work, but it doesn't have to be that way when you work third shift. There are more options in my schedule and I try to take advantage of them. Every so often I glance back at what I wrote a year ago and see how much my life has changed. When I look back now I can see that I was still in the midst of my stint with Brenda and it wasn't a happy phase either. The arguing was in full force and happening more and more often. Then from what I remember it was at the end of April that I moved back to my place for the first time. It was my decision, because I had had enough of her and the arguing. I just couldn't take it anymore and had to leave which hurt her deeply. Of course I was back the next day and wouldn't leave again until another four months had passed. Even now I still have mixed feelings about our time together. It is so easy to be objective and detached about what happened between us now that it exists only in the past. I am sure that I could have said different things, but nothing can be changed now. On the surface we were very different people and I am amazed that we lasted as long as we did. There were good times, but I certainly do not miss the arguing. Once in a while I think that I should call and say hello, but I never seem to do it. I have no idea what we would talk about and I think that there might still be some kind of underlying hostility between us. I suppose we could keep the conversation confined to our jobs and leave our personal lives out of it, but that kind of defeats the purpose of having her as a friend. On the job front I seem to be less angry when it comes to what I do for a living. I may complain from time to time, but I am more content now. The tension level is much lower and I learn more here than I did at my old job. The learning curve isn't that steep, but there is enough to keep me happy. I have a suspicion that the house might be one step closer to being sold. The landlord asked if it would be okay if an inspector came through at ten o'clock Monday morning. Maybe they only have an offer, but something has been set in motion. No further details were offered and I didn't ask for any either.
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