Big, Fancy University's maintenance crew is re-painting the outside of my office building (read: army barracks) and is making coming to work just that much less depressing. Hooray for an attempt to make my ghetto workplace look respectable.
P.S. Husband needs to update his blog. He hasn't posted since July 8 when he had a cold. He got over that cold two months ago and hasn't let the world know. Shameful.
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Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Realization
I realized something today. My job is hard.
Okay, well, maybe hard isn't the right word for it. A well-trained monkey with a giant copy of the Oxford English Dictionary and a good handle on basic spelling and grammar could probably edit the books successfully.
Maybe tedious is a better word for my job. Not that I am complaining, necessarily. Perhaps I'm simply shocked to have work that fills my entire day and is actually challenging. Of course, said work is comprised of vainly searching for the proper positioning of the apostrophe for words like "'em" as in "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." Does the apostrophe curve to the left or to the right? Who knows. Oh, wait, I'm supposed to know. In my previous position, the majority of my time was filled with aimless blog reading and Web Tetris. This job is rather a relief from sitting blankly in front of a computer all day with few tasks but numerous headaches. In the next few months, I might look back enviously upon my days filled with nothing. But probably not.
Okay, well, maybe hard isn't the right word for it. A well-trained monkey with a giant copy of the Oxford English Dictionary and a good handle on basic spelling and grammar could probably edit the books successfully.
Maybe tedious is a better word for my job. Not that I am complaining, necessarily. Perhaps I'm simply shocked to have work that fills my entire day and is actually challenging. Of course, said work is comprised of vainly searching for the proper positioning of the apostrophe for words like "'em" as in "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em." Does the apostrophe curve to the left or to the right? Who knows. Oh, wait, I'm supposed to know. In my previous position, the majority of my time was filled with aimless blog reading and Web Tetris. This job is rather a relief from sitting blankly in front of a computer all day with few tasks but numerous headaches. In the next few months, I might look back enviously upon my days filled with nothing. But probably not.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Feelin' fine
I began a new job this week at a Big, Fancy University. I am the new Editorial Associate for the Big, Fancy University's Press, and will be working on book-length projects. The position seems daunting due to the workload and need for a detailed understanding of how the publishing process works, as well as a solid familiarity with all of the current and future projects the Press is undertaking. In addition, the boss who hired me will be moving on to another Bigger, Fancier University in just six weeks, so I will need to learn very fast.
After three years of education and one year of work (or compensated servitude) at my alma mater, leaving has dredged up all kinds of wonderful feelings of inadequacy. In my mind, I'm not smart enough, talented enough, or determined enough. I guess I'm just not enough. However, I'm clinging to a phrase a former co-worker mentioned several times: I'm going to "fake it 'til I make it!" Maybe in the process of faking it, I'll become enough!
On a more positive note, I am working just two blocks from my hubby, so we can carpool to work and have lunch together each and every day! For me, that is the best part of my new job. Our first anniversary will be next month and I still can't get enough of him! I must have some kind of addiction... We are eating better ("better"meaning like normal people - previously, we were on a strict diet of lunch meat and fast food) and taking walks almost every day. We are also living with my in-laws, which seems to be working out fine for both sides, although I realize our boxes can be a bit annoying. Our search for a house goes on and on. However, in general things are looking up since we left our former residence (a.k.a. dorm room) and we're excited to start living our lives more fully (and with a kitchen...)
After three years of education and one year of work (or compensated servitude) at my alma mater, leaving has dredged up all kinds of wonderful feelings of inadequacy. In my mind, I'm not smart enough, talented enough, or determined enough. I guess I'm just not enough. However, I'm clinging to a phrase a former co-worker mentioned several times: I'm going to "fake it 'til I make it!" Maybe in the process of faking it, I'll become enough!
On a more positive note, I am working just two blocks from my hubby, so we can carpool to work and have lunch together each and every day! For me, that is the best part of my new job. Our first anniversary will be next month and I still can't get enough of him! I must have some kind of addiction... We are eating better ("better"meaning like normal people - previously, we were on a strict diet of lunch meat and fast food) and taking walks almost every day. We are also living with my in-laws, which seems to be working out fine for both sides, although I realize our boxes can be a bit annoying. Our search for a house goes on and on. However, in general things are looking up since we left our former residence (a.k.a. dorm room) and we're excited to start living our lives more fully (and with a kitchen...)
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