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Googly Bear (googlybear) wrote,
@ 2003-01-14 23:38:00
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    The Day Called Tooz
    As days pass, I seem to be watching the entire world change around me.

    At work today, I was pretty much ready to handle the new problems that I found out about while I was driving home last night. The wonders of technology and telecommunications. I can be driving with my son and get paged with text messages telling me how my world is crumbling, and then I can jump on the mobile phone to get the details of my demise.

    Anyway, today was not too bad. There are a lot of problems, but gratefully, a lot of other people have the burden of work - my role is still mainly ceremonial. I like it this way.

    As my world explodes, my manager might be willing to reassign some of my other work. Yippee.

    I went to the youth group meeting tonight, even though I didn't feel like it. I even told a few of the other adults tonight - I am just not "feeling it" any more. I can't pinpoint it exactly, but it's just a lot of little things that just make me feel out of place. I don't know most of the kids anymore. A lot of new kids that don't talk. Our leader is on a leave of absence, and even when he was here, his leadership was on a leave of absence. He seems to be spinning his wheels all the time. He moves 100 miles an hour and never accomplishes anything. I don't get it. He gets pissed at me when I remind him, but he gets paid to do stuff around the parish for the youth group - the rest of us are volunteers, and most of us have jobs in addition. Now he is on leave, and the volunteers are running the program.

    Maybe I am just feeling sorry for myself. I have been working harder than ever, traveling more than before, and trying to maintain my family peace and be patient and understanding with Wife and the kids.

    This would be a good time for a retreat.


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