Pity Party

So I know I've been pretty terrible about blogging lately. And trust me, it's better that way. 'Cuz I haven't had anything funny to blog about. In fact, I have to admit that my life has been far from funny lately and actually a bit depressing. Mostly cuz my job SUCKS, and that's primarily where I do most of my blogging. It's hard to be entertaining when I come into work every morning and immediately feel my life getting sucked out of me. OK, maybe that's a tad bit melodramatic, but not by much. It's been hard. It's not that I expected this job to be the most exciting one I've ever had, but I also didn't expect it be so mind-numbingly miserable and BORING. And I'm not sure what to do about it. For one, has anyone seen the want ads lately? And two, I've only been here about 6 months. I'm not sure how to explain that during an interview. I mean, I could be wrong, but getting into the details of why this place is more terrible than jail doesn't exactly make for a great interview, am I right? A co-worker of mine (one of two who indulges my constant whining) just this morning compared this place to a concentration camp. I actually think she has it a bit worse than me even, but I couldn't have agreed more. So if anyone hears of a great job out there, please save me. I promise you, you'll immediately see an increase in my blogging output.

I do feel bad for complaining. I know I have it pretty good. For one, I have a job. That's more than I can say for about half my friends. Also, when I'm not at work, I have a great life. I love my husband and my dogs. We have a roof over our heads. I have decent friends. I mean, sure I live in the middle of nowhere, but overall, I have a pretty great life. Recently, I had some nice news that distracted me for a whole week and a half from being miserable at work. G has a job, and between us, we have everything we could want and then some. So I know I shouldn't be whining. But I'd never realized how HUGE job satisfaction is. I mean, I guess it makes sense. I spend approximately half my day each day either getting to/from or being at work. It's hard to push this part of my life into one corner and just enjoy everything else. Honestly, by the time I come home, my brain is so fried from boredom that it's hard for me to appreciate much of anything. Especially with the thought of going to bed and having to get up in the morning to do it all over again.

The to/from travel hasn't been great either. This week, G's out of town so I've been leaving the house pretty late in the morning. Too late to catch the last train at 7am (cuz um, you know, before 7 is the PERFECT time to ensure public transportion and not after - I mean, really, if you're not leaving for work by then what kind of loser are you?), but just in time for me to hit rush hour traffic. Which has been helping me feel so much better. But it just takes me so long in the morning to get the dogs walked and fed (usually G handles them in the morning), especially since I hate to walk them in the dark, and these days, it's like noon before it gets light out. I suppose I could just wait the traffic out, but the cleaning people come around work around 4 and staying much later than that is EVEN more depressing, if that's possible. So the thought of having to wait the traffic out in the evening until about 7pm gets me in the car every morning and rushing off to work. At least until I hit the first patch of traffic and decide that shooting myself might be all right too.

Last week, though, I had my first public transportation fiasco. I finally decided to try my option #4. I know, there were too many options for y'all to pay attention to. But that was the one where I would take the train in the morning, and then do a quick bus ride to catch the train in the evening (as opposed to light rail which was off schedule wise). So anyway, I tried that last week and guess what? The bus never showed. Well, when I called they said it had showed but apparently somehow I missed it. Even though I'd been standing there for like 10 minutes and buses are kind of hard to miss. I resigned myself to catching the next light rail and waiting for the next Caltrain. EXCEPT guess what?

So in the morning, the trains run every half hour or so (there are more, but just a small handful that come as far as my neck of the woods). I just assumed that'd be the case in the afternoon also. But no, actually, the 2nd train comes an HOUR AND A HALF after the first one! WTF!! Apparently, you're not only are you a loser if you go into work after 7 am, you're also a loser if you leave before 7pm. Really, is this the work-centered society that we live in???? F'in A, no wonder my whole life seems to suck if my job sucks! So anyway, I went back to work (after sitting around waiting for the bus/light rail for half hour), and then finally decided to just take the stupid express bus all the way home. You remember, the one that had me almost vomiting after? Let me tell you, it wasn't any better the 2nd time around. Well, it was less crowded and the driver seemed more motivated to get home. But that just meant he'd be tearing ass, skipping stops, until he realized that there was some one standing there in the dark and come to a screeching halt that had me almost flying out of my seat a few times.

That actually might have been the last time I took public transportion. . . Fortunately, I've had a whole week of sitting in traffic to convince me to go back.

So I guess that's my other request . . . If anyone out there is working on some sort of teleportation device, I could use one of those too. Again, I promise, you'll immediately seen an increase in my blogging output. More than that, I'm sure you'll see me returning your phone calls and emails, and actually hanging out with folks more cuz I'll just have more energy instead of feeling drained all the time.

OH, and as long as I'm getting it all out there -- Bandit's been getting up at least 2x a night to go out to pee. Damn old dogs! G usually takes care of that chore too. So if you're interested in crashing in our spare room for a couple of days and letting the dog out, that'd be nice too. :) Come on, any takers? Anyone? Anyone? :)