By all outward indicators, today should have sucked.
Last night, Kristian and I were out late at an all you can eat/all you can drink beer and BBQ event.
This morning I had to be at work at 7am.
Lack of sleep? Check.
Stomach full of beer and Redbones? Check?
By all intents and purposes, I should have sleepwalked through today with a headache and an overwhelming feeling of nausea. Instead, I was just really, really happy that I get to do the job that I do. I went to work two hours early, worked through lunch and I was still shocked (shocked!) when my boss told me it was time to leave for the day (thanks for the ride home, btw). How did ten hours fly by so quickly?
I suppose the fact that I paced myself last night and didn’t overindulge in food or booze probably helped a bit. Even if I was totally sleep deprived.
It’s a great feeling to enjoy what you do for a living. Some days my job drives me completely crazy, but when I get to put my hands on our equipment and use tools and really fix things… Well, I can’t think of a more satisfying job. I started this job off with a real fear that I would be in over my head. I had never done work like this before and I was scared that I wouldn’t know how to fix things. Luckily, I had an understanding boss and a lot of opportunities to learn.
Every day I learn new things. Every day I figure out new ways to make things work. On good days, I get to take stuff apart. On great days, I figure out how to put it all back together. Ok, I usually manage to put it all back together. In, ummm, mostly working order.
And, even better, I have a boss that’s willing to give me a ride home on a really cold day. Because it was really, really effing cold today. And I didn’t have to wait in the dark for the bus. Well, I would have had to wait in the dark for the bus. But, it turns out that the bus stop that we had planned on him dropping me off at is the world’s creepiest bus stop.
Seriously.
Think about all of the crazy horror movie stereotypes that you can think of.
Dark night.
Nobody around.
Very few streetlights.
Houses with their porch-lights off and nobody home.
Oh, and did I mention that it was right in front of a cemetery?
Yeah.
It’s like I was offering myself up on a platter for the zombies.
Jeff was kind enough to stick around and keep me safe from muggers, rapists and ghosts. We waited for about ten minutes before finally deciding that the bus stop was way too creepy for me to ever wait there by myself. So, we gave up and he drove me the rest of the way home.
Zombies defeated. Overtime in the bank. Satisfied feeling of accomplishment.
Check. Check. And check.
It’s been a damn good day.
