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Post by rizzuto on Apr 16, 2022 18:30:10 GMT -5
It’s going well, but very busy. I’m at the district level, so more headaches. Essentially, a people problem-solver with an eye on systems management and the future. Right now, more of the former than the latter. I’m either engaging people or behind a desk, or engaging people from behind a desk - more virtual/remote meetings that I have ever done in my career. I have grown accustomed to it quickly, but I prefer face-to-face to read body language and/or the temperature of the room. Kind of an analytical, quasi-legal, yet intuitive position - dependent on the situation and circumstances. My boss is the best, really great guy. Sounds as though you’re on the verge of normalcy in life. Of course, normalcy involves some bumps, like the lady that hit your car… Congratulations on your position, the apparent disposition of your employer, on just finding a niche in life… More normal than the last three and a half years, but I'm not there yet. I have recently described myself like the hippo in Africa, when they ascend from the bottom of the pond and just their eyes stick out above the surface of the water. That's how I feel. My brain finally seems to be thawing out a bit. But, I cannot comprehend that I am no longer married. It doesn't feel that way, and anytime I find myself wanting a companion, guilt washes over me. That "til death do you part" vow just is not sinking in. Sarah remains every part of my being. |
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Post by inger on Apr 16, 2022 19:11:26 GMT -5
Sounds as though you’re on the verge of normalcy in life. Of course, normalcy involves some bumps, like the lady that hit your car… Congratulations on your position, the apparent disposition of your employer, on just finding a niche in life… More normal than the last three and a half years, but I'm not there yet. I have recently described myself like the hippo in Africa, when they ascend from the bottom of the pond and just their eyes stick out above the surface of the water. That's how I feel. My brain finally seems to be thawing out a bit. But, I cannot comprehend that I am no longer married. It doesn't feel that way, and anytime I find myself wanting a companion, guilt washes over me. That "til death do you part" vow just is not sinking in. Sarah remains every part of my being. Been at that point in life before, though as you know mine was a combo of divorce and lost career. It was so long before I felt like myself. And one piece of that was when I finally settled into a real job. The job when I came back to MD was more of a bizarre experience than a job, but I was able to build a bit of bank while I was there… |
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Post by kaybli on Apr 16, 2022 19:30:57 GMT -5
Sounds as though you’re on the verge of normalcy in life. Of course, normalcy involves some bumps, like the lady that hit your car… Congratulations on your position, the apparent disposition of your employer, on just finding a niche in life… More normal than the last three and a half years, but I'm not there yet. I have recently described myself like the hippo in Africa, when they ascend from the bottom of the pond and just their eyes stick out above the surface of the water. That's how I feel. My brain finally seems to be thawing out a bit. But, I cannot comprehend that I am no longer married. It doesn't feel that way, and anytime I find myself wanting a companion, guilt washes over me. That "til death do you part" vow just is not sinking in. Sarah remains every part of my being. I saw this posted by someone awhile back and it resonated with me:
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Post by inger on Apr 16, 2022 19:35:26 GMT -5
More normal than the last three and a half years, but I'm not there yet. I have recently described myself like the hippo in Africa, when they ascend from the bottom of the pond and just their eyes stick out above the surface of the water. That's how I feel. My brain finally seems to be thawing out a bit. But, I cannot comprehend that I am no longer married. It doesn't feel that way, and anytime I find myself wanting a companion, guilt washes over me. That "til death do you part" vow just is not sinking in. Sarah remains every part of my being. I saw this posted by someone awhile back and it resonated with me:
True, and clever… or clever and true… |
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Post by rizzuto on Apr 16, 2022 22:29:46 GMT -5
More normal than the last three and a half years, but I'm not there yet. I have recently described myself like the hippo in Africa, when they ascend from the bottom of the pond and just their eyes stick out above the surface of the water. That's how I feel. My brain finally seems to be thawing out a bit. But, I cannot comprehend that I am no longer married. It doesn't feel that way, and anytime I find myself wanting a companion, guilt washes over me. That "til death do you part" vow just is not sinking in. Sarah remains every part of my being. I saw this posted by someone awhile back and it resonated with me:
Are you saying I'm getting fat or should be getting fat?  |
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Post by kaybli on Apr 17, 2022 0:59:17 GMT -5
I saw this posted by someone awhile back and it resonated with me:
Are you saying I'm getting fat or should be getting fat?   |
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Post by inger on Apr 17, 2022 8:59:13 GMT -5
Are you saying I'm getting fat or should be getting fat? I think he’s saying your balls are the same size… |
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Post by rizzuto on Apr 17, 2022 9:34:58 GMT -5
I think he’s saying your balls are the same size… No, one has always been bigger than the other two. |
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Post by inger on Apr 17, 2022 9:56:13 GMT -5
I think he’s saying your balls are the same size… No, one has always been bigger than the other two. That’s what the Mason jars are for. The aliens want samples…They’re asking for kids though. Even on Saturn it seems you lose the kids in those damned things. But when there’s no gravity, you have to put everything away when you’re done with it… |
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