Today is my first day of work since last Tuesday. I'm definitely less than excited to come back.

I hoped, I REALLY hoped that everything would work out and that I'd come back and things would be just like I hadn't taken any time off. I was relieved when I came in and it looked (almost) like that was the case. I had almost gotten things caught up to a level where it felt about right.. and then things started falling apart. Apparently my job isn't as easy as I like to believe it is, because I've just spent almost the last 45 minutes trying to fix a multitude of mistakes that were made in my absence. I'm afraid to see what else manages to come up before the day is done.

Part of me (my ego I believe) is kinda like "Oh.. HA! Look what happens when I leave. It all falls apart." But.. ugh.  It's an easy job, and to have it fall apart at the hands of the student who I thought knew almost as much about the various processes as I do - it disappoints me. It worries me. It makes me reluctant to ask for another 2 days off next week.

Pencil + Paper + Waiting For Laundry = ?

Day 1 of my 5-day "sort things out" weekend is coming to an end. What is it that I'm trying to sort out? Doesn't matter. Stuff. :)  And I give myself a legitimate excuse for taking vacation time.. which for some reason I have a hard time doing. If you don't know me, you might think I have some sort of dedication to work - if you DO know me, you just laughed trying to imagine me having some sort of dedication to work.

Today was another Build-a-House day. We started this morning off trying to put up some of the roof boards, but after two boards and a couple near-accidents, efforts were refocussed to activities that didn't involve either of us being 15 feet above the ground.

A guy drove up in an RV that looked to have been built before I was born. He introduced himself and asked if we needed a carpenter. He was not Jesus.. I think he said his name was Kenny. My dad felt bad about having to turn him away, but had to because of insurance and liability reasons.

It got me thinking though.. I have it really easy. Sure, things aren't always the way I want them to be, things don't always turn out the way I would choose, and people don't always seem to treat me like I'm human or have any feelings of any kind.. but I've never had to drive up to a half-built house and ask for work. And I've definitely never been turned down in a situation like that. It seems like it'd be different than being turned down for a job, it seems like it'd put more of a dent in both the heart and ego.

I'm thankful for my stability, however boring and unjust it may seem at times.

If anyone is unfamiliar with SketchUp, it's a great little 3D modeling program that was acquired by google quite some time ago. I've used it before, briefly, but never had any real reason to get serious with it. I still don't, really, but I've taken another stab at it.

Right now I have two projects in mind for SketchUp: 1) designing some cheap furniture and then running off with plans to lumber store and finally building myself some chairs and a couch, and 2) modeling lego blocks and using them to create amazing lego thingies!

Yeah!

If you have any inclination towards building or designing things, you should check it out. sketchup.google.com <- go there.. that's the link.

I challenge you to challenge this girl to a dance-off. Go.

As mentioned previously, the "Saturday Speedlolcating" has now become the "Friday lolcats" post.

Just one this week.. and a video (complete with kitten feets.)

tryin to woo youse wif mah n00b winks