Welcome to the Arid Zone - it's been a long, strange trip.

This weekend at work wasn't very fun.

A client I take care of came home from the hospital; unfortunately I think he left his bowel and bladder control back in the operating room.

So for three days I cleaned up number 1, number 2, and a few numbers I'm still not so sure about.
The clients were also getting on my nerves particularly hard and so was my coworker.

Don't worry it is fair, I'm sure I got on hers.

On top of that I didn't want to be there; I wanted to be on the road some where going someplace...else. Someplace not here. I wanted to be on the highway with the wind in my hair on the way to some cool science fiction or game convention; maybe to meet up with a few fans.

"What?" The throng would say "You are THE arid zoner from mindsay?" I'd nod graciously and deem them worthy for an autograph or even a smile...

yeah right; I'd probably die from shock...

Anyway I just wanted to be on with my life; to be away from this job and doing something else then what I am doing right now.

I know these guys, the DD crowd (Devlopmentally Disabled) need someone to take care of them. Better a compassionate man then someone that would treat them less then human. However I'm getting the "I want to be done with this job" doldrums.

Yet at the same time I'm totally thankful for my job; it came at a time I needed it and I still need the money.

So I gritted my teeth, prayed about my situation, and cleaned up another pile of feces. I know life won't stay like this and I try to take on a good attitude about my situation. Because, in all honesty, it isn't bad. I get my bills paid, I have a working (if loud) car, a place to life.. friends, food, etc...

Heck I even have a new laptop. My mom gave me one that didn't work. retrospec and I managed to coax the computer back to life.

(For those that are interested: It is a 2003 compaq presario 1600 w/ 512 megs of memory, a 20 gig hard drive, and a ATI mobility 7500 video card that has 32 megs of ram on it.)

So, despite my irritation (and my 'tell it like it is' coworker who let me know she knew about my irritation heh) I will continue to do this job until I'm done. God willing it'll be soon.

Meanwhile I'll work on getting my scripts out, work on my novel. I'll continue to work on my church's website (Maybe my pastor will get back to me about my web-design soon...) I'll also keep updating Random Encounters.

And in everything I'll thank God; 'cause it really could be worse. It's hard for me to think of that when I'm in the middle of a rotten day, but it's true.

I'll also just keep listening to this song

Life does have bad days, but they don't last. The beauty of our existance is that there is good along with the bad. Great moments that off set the horrid ones. For every bad day there is that one moment you meet your love; or maybe see your dreams come true.

Stay Random.