Saturday
- Spent the day at a workshop for work. Was not happy about having to sacrifice the better part of my Saturday (had to set aside 8:30am-4:30pm including the weekend commute) to on-site work obligations, but there were so many Matlab/coding beginners in attendance that by 1:30pm the group was losing steam and they decided to just break the workshop into separate events with the remainder of it being held at some time in some form TBD. So I got a solid 2-3 hrs of my Sunday back!
- Made the most of those two spare hours to swing by Trader Joe's -- this is quickly becoming a weekly outing, even if the only must-get item is 19 cent bananas. I wonder if those bananas have become a loss leader for the store -- they've been that price at least since back when I was in college...
- Started experimenting with a jar of black sesame paste that I found at the market a while back. So far, results are promising.
- Spent way too much time uploading documents in preparation for a project proposal. One more week of chasing things in circles... *sigh*
Sunday
- Much-needed Costco run
- The usual small weekend chores (laundry, meal planning, lunch packing, etc.)
- C ordered some items that we need to finally finally fix our bathroom sink, but one of the kits arrived with a missing part (!) so we had to stop by Home Depot to return the kit and see if we could find another one. Didn't have the replacement we needed/wanted in store, so I guess it's back to attempting to order the thing online. Not our fault that the kit was incomplete, but at this rate maybe hoping for the bathroom to be fixed by the end of the month was toooooooo optimistic.
- Went through the paint cans left behind by the people who lived here before us. Threw away most of them as they were either dried out and rusting or the colors made no sense. There was one batch of paint from Home Depot dated/custom mixed in 2020 (despite their explicit claims that all the paint had come from the people before them pre ~2014 which was clearly LIES) that looked like it might have been a match to the walls, so we painted a patch on one of the walls full of holes that they left behind that will need repainting regardless and....... it doesn't really match.
More and more I feel like I sort of just muddle through the
week desperate for the sweet reprieve of the weekend. Is this what it is
like to have a soul-sucking corporate job? My job is solidly not
particularly corporate, and I have all of no idea what
corporate workers actually........ do? produce? aside from meetings and emails. But I image this general sense of
pervasive slow-burning background stress and despair might be what
people who hate their sweet office jobs talk about? The only
other thing I can think to compare it to is graduate school, which is
certainly a well-established variety of soul-sucking ever-looming of
stress and despair. Maybe that's why it feels familiar.
It's odd, though, in that I like my
co-workers. My job is not physically demanding/dangerous and typically there is minimal emotional abuse. I tell myself that if all I were
asked to do were the general day to day responsibilities without the second layer of constantly applying to new jobs and having to pretend that I'm passionate about things that I care about zero percent I'd be relatively content.
Ah, well. Hopefully we get this big project proposal submitted next week and can move on with the day to day for a while.
