Long Time Coming

It's Tuesday afternoon, another day down in what looks to be a long week. At least it's moving along. We're back to doing PT in the mornings, which is a welcome change. I wonder, did I miss a full moon, or is everyone acting like a pack of fools around here lately? I'm not that interested in anyone's approval, and this seems to be a major difference between me and people I work with. Not all of them, of course. Nor even those of the E5 and below persuasion, it seems. I refuse to advance my career by brown-nosing, never have never will. I'd rather stand on my own merits, and to hell with office politics, I have work to do.

Glad I got that out of my system. Tabatha mentions she can't quite 'see' as clearly as usual. Neither can I. Sometimes things shift course- it happens. Like sometimes you find yourself in a really good mood, and you're not sure why. Someone once told me it's a blessing from Buddha- sounds like as good a reason as any! How exactly that fits into the larger context we have I don't know, but I'm sure it does. I don't need to know every gasoline molecule in the vapor to know my car works, I just assume it's there and working, and the results generally seem to support this conclusion. Nonetheless, I'd be interested to know what's going on. I think what it is is simply that I'm in a position to make things happen, and so will do so. No sense being afraid, doubting or prevaricating when the way ahead seems clear. Though that's a good time to be cautious, it shouldn't be at the expense of opportunity.

Also, in 12 days I'll be heading back to Connecticut, way up north. Interesting that I now think "up north", something most New Englanders don't use in everyday conversation. At any rate, it'll be good to get home, see friends and family again, and get the hell away from Fort Sill for a much-needed breather. So far I haven't gone completely around the bend, though not for lack of prompting in this particular area. There's only so much I can let roll off, seeing as time in the gym is somewhat limited. and lately I've been coming home feeling like the walking dead. But at least today's run was a good one- I enjoyed getting out there, though it was a little cold, (New England's going to be rough on my Southernized frame, no doubt). On the upside, I got to dispose of some stress, though the problems remain. Supposedly exercise means your body releases endorphins, which help you relax. Admittedly, it was a little dark, I was more focused on not falling flat on my face because I tripped over something (wouldn't be the first time), but coming back in it put me in a good mood for the morning. And I ran around like a dervish trying to get all the forms I needed together for leave, which I managed to do, happily. Tomorrow is Wednesday, also a good thing, as I have this Friday off. I'm going to hopefully have good luck car shopping, my Chevy is sending forth an ominous death rattle now and again, and frankly I don't think repairs are really worth it at this point. So instead of another Saturday-night-special of a car, I figured I'd see what I can do in regards to a more reliable mode of transportation. Around here, especially during the summer, I'm thinking a bicycle would fill in fairly well, especially with the cost of gas as it is, though riding a bike in full armor strikes me as a less than desirable alternative on say, a day when I go to the range. It would make negotiating traffic much more fun though- go ahead, hit me! I'm pretty sure if it can stop a bullet, it can stop a car. Well, that'll have to remain in the realm of the hypothetical, at least for now. I'm counting the days until the weekend, never a very good sign. But life goes on.