life, strange dreams, bla bla.
Jun. 24th, 2024 10:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
evile last night's dream, my friend Argo was living in this cool mid-mod lake house with big windows and a lot of different levels inside the house. There was a living room that had some kind of foam ducky shaped pillow and for some reason I started biting it and chewing it up.....was I a dog in this dream? anyway, then I kind of realized what I was doing and got embarassed and tried to cover it up with a throw blanket and some other pillows...
the night before that, or maybe friday night? I dreamed that I was with some people who all lived in tree houses, but also they were kind of Amish? and there were these branches/ roots that would occasionally grow up through the floors of the treehouses and if they hit a person, they'd just kind of suck all the life out of you. I think I got that from the show 'Cursed' that we are watching
I wrote about it privately but I don't know if I've said....the 1 year contract that started at the end of May, they termed my contract after 15 working days because they felt I wasn't a good fit, wasn't picking it up quickly enough. Nevermind all the technical issues and all the training programs that I was supposed to use not working, which basically meant that only 5 or 6 of those days were actually active training days where most everything worked for me and let me use the training environments....not to mention their trainer just kinda sucked. They wasted a lot of money on a background check, drug test, and shipping computer equipment to me and then back again.... you'd think they would have been willing to give me at least 3 weeks to get up to speed. Oh well. the company has some bad reviews on Glassdoor/indeed/etc. so I guess I pretty much dodged a bullet there. And I didn't spend this past weekend feeling agitated due to subconsciously dreading Monday so I take that as a good sign that it was, indeed, a bad fit. oh well. Onward. It was a first and hopefully only time something like that happened to me. Weighing all the positive contracting experiences I've had (and the crap jobs I've had where I did great work in spite of lousy management), I am really gonna have to say it was them, not me. But I do hate job searching and interviewing and all that bullshit. sigh.
This morning: up at 6, walked dogs with Thax, had coffee, Thax went to work, then I started laundry, went to the grocery store for stuff for this week's dinners. I need to get to the credit union before it gets too hot outside to set up my accounts & beneficiaries for 'payable on death' , then I need to unload and reload the dishwasher, sort and put away laundry, and apply for at least one job. I applied for 2 on Friday. Upcoming trip to Indiana and back to get mom moved is a bit of a bump in that road , but so far ever since I quit my state job (abusive lunatics!! fuck 'em!) my job situation has always managed to work out alright. I have enough for expenses for the next 3-5 months if I'm careful, but I would really like to start putting $ away for property taxes in January and the 2nd opinion on Pepita's hip dysplasia & possible surgery.
Life is good. I am feeling healthy. Dogs are good. Thax's new job is going great. Brother A's tenure at the ACC bookstore is running out this week but he'll be starting a new gig almost right after that so things in our house are mostly pretty good.
the night before that, or maybe friday night? I dreamed that I was with some people who all lived in tree houses, but also they were kind of Amish? and there were these branches/ roots that would occasionally grow up through the floors of the treehouses and if they hit a person, they'd just kind of suck all the life out of you. I think I got that from the show 'Cursed' that we are watching
I wrote about it privately but I don't know if I've said....the 1 year contract that started at the end of May, they termed my contract after 15 working days because they felt I wasn't a good fit, wasn't picking it up quickly enough. Nevermind all the technical issues and all the training programs that I was supposed to use not working, which basically meant that only 5 or 6 of those days were actually active training days where most everything worked for me and let me use the training environments....not to mention their trainer just kinda sucked. They wasted a lot of money on a background check, drug test, and shipping computer equipment to me and then back again.... you'd think they would have been willing to give me at least 3 weeks to get up to speed. Oh well. the company has some bad reviews on Glassdoor/indeed/etc. so I guess I pretty much dodged a bullet there. And I didn't spend this past weekend feeling agitated due to subconsciously dreading Monday so I take that as a good sign that it was, indeed, a bad fit. oh well. Onward. It was a first and hopefully only time something like that happened to me. Weighing all the positive contracting experiences I've had (and the crap jobs I've had where I did great work in spite of lousy management), I am really gonna have to say it was them, not me. But I do hate job searching and interviewing and all that bullshit. sigh.
This morning: up at 6, walked dogs with Thax, had coffee, Thax went to work, then I started laundry, went to the grocery store for stuff for this week's dinners. I need to get to the credit union before it gets too hot outside to set up my accounts & beneficiaries for 'payable on death' , then I need to unload and reload the dishwasher, sort and put away laundry, and apply for at least one job. I applied for 2 on Friday. Upcoming trip to Indiana and back to get mom moved is a bit of a bump in that road , but so far ever since I quit my state job (abusive lunatics!! fuck 'em!) my job situation has always managed to work out alright. I have enough for expenses for the next 3-5 months if I'm careful, but I would really like to start putting $ away for property taxes in January and the 2nd opinion on Pepita's hip dysplasia & possible surgery.
Life is good. I am feeling healthy. Dogs are good. Thax's new job is going great. Brother A's tenure at the ACC bookstore is running out this week but he'll be starting a new gig almost right after that so things in our house are mostly pretty good.
