I'm supposed to be writing a paper for my US History class - but I just can't seem to get myself to get started.
I'm seriously procrastinating these days. I'm just now feeling human again after such a long period of illness; work has been so intense lately - the new software configuration and conversion and go live - travel to DC on business - end of fiscal year close this week, paired with the new org structure.
I'm just
frikkin BEAT.
I can't (for the life of me) even recall why in the hell I decided to go back to school in the first place. I've got a set career - I won't be a millionaire, that's for sure... but I make a decent little living. What else is there? Why run run run towards a goal that won't even pay off if I stay with my current position. I'm already up for a
freepin promotion because I bust my butt to get things done, and get them done right.
To these thoughts I say a hearty "
yeargh!" and sigh.
I'm not a historical figure, I don't have a huge impact on society or the world as a general rule... what is this all about? Who, exactly, am I trying to impress? I don't mean to sound crass, but I'm already pretty happy with who I am and all that I've accomplished. Yes, the degree makes a difference to people that don't know me. But do I care about people that don't know me? Do I care if I have big mortgage on some house, a new car or fancy bangles? Not really. I do care about having "enough" for the basics (which I do have, and have had for seventeen years now.)
I've raised three kids on my salary. I have enough to travel when I want to, pay my bills, buy some new jeans whenever I want them, get pedicures... I'm really OK with my salary. I don't believe that anything in this economy is permanent, in fact - quite the opposite. But I just don't have the drive towards having to live for gobs of cash.
I'm moving towards some self-realization... and my point here?
I'm being lazy and I don't want to do my homework.
*tee
hee*