A rumbling rant
I can’t believe that September has slipped me by and that we are already into October. I had so much that I wanted to have done in the past month, and to be honest I didn’t get to a lot of it. Busy is redefined almost on a daily basis.
Currently I am sitting at work, trying to guess how some process is to work without having the necessary things in front of me that would allow me to be able to work it out correctly. My love of bureaucracy is only growing here. Let me back up, about 2 weeks ago I was assigned to do a ‘simple’ process and that I was to be provided with an example log file needed for the process as well as the directory structures for the process, etc. I being a programmer of sorts [I don’t make that claim often] am pretty good at the figuring things out, but two weeks into the process and having to learn a new type of language [SQR] in order to work the process I am sitting here wondering about the tendency for an expectation that I am a mind reader. I have a lot of skills but I don’t ever think I have listed that one as one of my many skills.
I might just be drained of life. I did spend close to eight hours up at church yesterday, and had I not grabbed a bag of chips out of a vending machine I think hunger would have driven me mad. It was a long day of meetings and more meetings. I enjoy my calling but at times I wonder if there were meetings for meetings sake. There is a lot of roundabout talk in those things.
While I sat at church and afterwards I began working on a new or renewed problem. This weekend is the last weekend my logging permit is valid and I want to go up as much as possible in order to maximize the amount of firewood we have, so we can BBQ as much as we want. So I have begun plotting and planning as far as who where and when we can go up and get lumber. I think another 4 cords of wood should suffice. This comes from an estimation of how much lumber Nels, Carter and I have used as we grill as well as how much lumber is consumed as the idiots below us cook and have fires. Although we came down with about 2 cords from our 30th of September logging trip a lot of that has been burned thru already. Idiots that don’t help procure the wood shouldn’t be allowed to use it, but then again I am a little annoyed with a disrespect they have shown.
This reminds me that I ended up with a chainsaw after the first logging trip. We had gone up to log and found out that the chainsaw we had was old and needed a good cleaning with a possibility of having bad gas in it meant that it wasn’t working. Figuring that armed with only an axe and a couple of bow saws it would take forever to load up the trucks and trailer, I headed the 30 minutes back into town to the closest hardware store and bought a 180 dollar chainsaw. By the time I had returned Nels had chopped down a tree with the axe and had blistered the crap out of his hands. I pulled out the new chainsaw and got to work cutting up the logs. It took a good 45 minutes to cut and clean logs before we had enough to fill what we had brought.
Back to today. I sit here at work realizing that I have class in a few and that I am bored with this. I am wondering if I could go thru my skill sets and find one that I would enjoy doing that would maybe be different than the current one I am doing. I am pondering this one rather heavily.