The 23rd Year

So, another birthday has come and gone. 23 years. Wow. I can't say that I had a particularly exciting birthday. It was a Friday and so it was work as usual. Tim was gone on his run from overnight Thursday so I didn't see him until about 6:30-7ish that night. We didn't do anything exciting; went out for wings and drinks, then rented a movie and stayed in for the evening. He'd given me my presents earlier in the week because he has this thing where he can't keep secrets for too long or it drives him mad. I don't mind. All in all it was actually a kind of disappointing weekend. It's not like I was expecting anything, but I keep remembering how in our group of friends, at least everyone else got a cake. I had to bake my own cake to take to work with me. I feel slightly gipped. (I have no idea how to spell that correctly, and please forgive me for the pity party, I think I'm over it now).

Enough of the sob story.

The hot weather has finally hit and along with it has come an increased longing to leave this apartment. We have no air conditioning, and it really blows. Our cat has been continually meowing at the door to the balcony because she thinks it's cooler out there, and sometimes it is, except in the morning when the sun is shining directly on it. Either way, the meowing gets annoying after a while. Luckily we have a couple of ceiling fans, one which happens to be right above our bed, which makes sleeping easier.

We had our post Convention wrap-up/pass next year's budget meeting in Bowmanville this past weekend. Good times were had by all...generally speaking. Apparently these meetings have improved over the past number of years, less fighting and confusion now so I'm told. Anyway, as far as I could tell we got done what we need to, but in my poor and humble opinion the organizational structure that currently exists for running convention etc. is no longer working. But who am I to say?

Work continues on. I have come to the conclusion that I no longer enjoy my work. Sad to say I know, especially since it is actually a good job, but there was a reason I didn't go back to Union Gas for a second summer...that reason is called "filing". I do much more of it in my new position, and I am also a lot less busy. I generally feel like I sit around doing nothing, and more of what I'm supposed to do I don't like doing. I literally had four or five things on my desk yesterday morning that I was putting off doing because I didn't feel like dealing with them. I can't say I ever had that in my old spot, and if I did there would only have been one or two things.

*Sigh* Life goes on, and we put up with meaningless crap jobs until we can move up in the world to something we're a little more qualified for. Forgive my bitter ranting oh cherished readers. Sometimes I just need to vent.