So, matter of fact, it appears I have a blog and shit.
I hear one is supposed to occasionally update such.
Count this as that.
I am still working at the same job as whenever my last blog post was, and the nature of that job has not changed. But bitching about it here isn’t going to help you, me, or make my job suck any less.
I also note that NaNo is creeping dangerously close up to me.
How can I resist its siren song?
No promises about how regular the blog updates will be, but I’m going to try to get back into the swing of things as I prep for Nano this year. Except more (though, of course, this is probably going to be total bullshit) blog posts as September closes out and October rolls around. Don’t actually know what I have to say but I’ll think of something.
Peace, lurkers (those of you who haven’t lurkily lurched to another blog of your choosing).
I’m not dead.
For honest reals.
Work has continued to be frustrating, difficult, and kooky. (Seriously – when I started there, there were 10 people, including me. At the end of the month there will be 8. And not really because of firings, per se. And almost everyone is looking for their next job. And not because the doors are about to close.) I have had another handful of late nights since my last post, all but one because of the same damn case that I’ve been working on. It would have been worse – and I might well have quit by now – if one of the attorneys wasn’t super-awesome. Despite this not actually having been his case (until it was seen that he was helping me, and then it was thrown at him), he has helped me tremendously in the past couple of weeks, and commiserated with my lack of basic training thanks to the fkupitude of the office. Last week, he also took almost the whole office out for pizza and drinks, his treat.
Monday looks like it might prove another late night (unless we can get the thing we want at a reasonable hour; something that seems to be impossible based on past history). In addition to that, I need to compress probably the best part of 4 or 5 hours of other (non-billable) work into maximum one or two, so that I can do the kooky actually-billable stuff (which, because of the massive size of it, tends to take a couple of hours to do what would, in another case, probably not take quite an hour). Plus help another paralegal with something, which is probably at least two or three hours of work. It might prove interesting.
So, moving onto writing. It’s now, according to my calendar, the 20th. Since my last post, I have written approximately 2,000 words. That puts me 3,000 words away from winning free and clear with my crack story. So I have decided that that’s the path I’m going to tread. After I hit the 50k, I’m going to continue with the story through the end of the month. My lack of focus is hardly commendable, but as people have pointed out (quite wisely), my life has just sort-of upended itself. And while I appreciate that any first job is going to be difficult simply because it’s a first job, it is the solid consensus of everyone in my office that they would see this as one of the worst first jobs. But I’ll tough it out. I’m a big girl now.
Well, I’m more or less moved in to my apartment. It still looks kind of bare, and I’m sure there are all kinds of funky things that I’ll discover over the next few days, weeks, and months, but I have the keys, I’m here to stay, and it means I no longer have a three-hour commute each way to work every day. Instead, my commute will be less than five minutes – that’s how close work and home are now.
In any case, because I’ll have more free time, expect to see some more NaNo related blogs coming up over the next week or two.
Also, once I’ve cleared up all the boxes and got my desk assembled, I’ll take some pictures of my shiny new place for the blog.
Happy NaNo planning, my lurky readers!
So today concluded my first week of real work. It’s been…an adventure.
First off, there’s the 6 hours a day I spend commuting, not to mention the exhaustion of being up for so long that I’m so ridiculously unused to. All this week, I’ve easily fallen asleep well before midnight (which is a good thing, I guess, given that I have to get up at 5:40am. To start work at 9. Bah.
Then there’s the office itself. I can’t get my own computer account because the sole IT guy is in the hospital, so I’m using the guy-whom-I’ve-replaced’s account until then. I haven’t signed a contract yet because of…uh, I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure it’s related. I’m reasonably sure that I’ll get paid, though (and I did get a colossal amount of paperwork to fill out first thing I walked in there on Monday). The boss likes me. I have (or will have) decent health insurance. The people at the office are pretty cool, too, even though I think I’m the youngest by at least a decade. I’ve learned a lot, a lot of it basic administrative stuff, but some law stuff as well, which is cool. If I decide that I want to go to law school in a few years, knowing some actual stuff about the law might be advantageous. I probably won’t be telling stories about work here unless I can sufficiently anonymize them, but then, this blog is really more about writing than anything else. (I shall write a post about NaNo this weekend.)
Tomorrow, I’m going down to Wilmington with my mother to look at a couple of apartments. Moving this early is a rather hasty decision to make, but this commute is unpleasant, and I would much rather jump into an apartment than keep this up. Plus, of course, the whole NaNo thing.
So, I survived my first week. Who knew I could? Huh.
Well, folks, might as well announce it here as well.
As of Monday, I step into the adult world – I now have a real job. The pros, naturally, are that I have a job that will pay me in real money. The cons are that I have to commute for this job, and while the morning commute won’t be so bad (I’ll just be going in with my dad at the crack of dawn), the afternoon commute will be considerably longer, and I probably won’t get home until 6:30/7pm, which kind of sucks. But I do plan to move as soon as possible (to Wilmington), hopefully in time for the start of NaNoWriMo. If I haven’t moved by then, then my chances of doing Nano are reasonably slim, because there simply won’t be enough hours in the day.
But you know what, gaiz?
Today, I don’t care.
Today, nothing matters.
Today, I managed to take a crucial step into the grownup world.