We’re back from Hawaii and I have successfully knocked out a whole ass work day. It was really “touch and go” there for a minute, but I struggled through the typical Monday fog and banged out the whole list of tasks the customer needed done. I guess I also receieved some praise while we were gone. All in all not the worst day ever. Maybe not the easiest, but not the worst by far.

I’ve been with my company for ten years now, and honestly, the larger it gets the worse the work environment becomes. It used to be a great place to work, but gradually it’s just slipping into a “you are just a number” mentality where there is little to no consideration for the employee who isn’t making a certain amount. I dunno. I’m having a hard time envisioning myself spending another ten years just to watch it slide further into a grotesque capitalist hell. Maybe I’m just too picky. I dunno. I don’t think I’m too picky, I think having expectations isn’t unreasonable. Whatever. It’s not getting better any time soon, that’s for damn sure. The only certainty is that if I don’t directly work toward improving my own personal situation, I won’t yield any benefit.

Bleh. At least I’m well paid and I have time in. I’m sure I can work something out, eventually.