I did enough kinda stupid things that there were no lasting repercussions, but the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore. People look at me funny, and my smile isn't as winning anymore.
My manager is frustrating me. One of
her
programmers won't prioritise, so I'm trying to escalate to her, and she keeps pushing back to the developer, and telling me "she's a professional, she can prioritise". Uh, not she can't. This is why the users are frustrated. *I* don't have insight into all of her projects, so I patently can't prioritise for her.
So this means I have to call her out in a way I didn't want to. I wanted to just nudge this, not say "your employee isn't doing her job". Dammit, can't you take a hint?
Most of my regrets are about playing it safe. Which should be a lesson to my present self.
the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore. People look at me funny, and my smile isn't as winning anymore.
I get that.
I did enough kinda stupid things that there were no lasting repercussions, but the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore.
Ha! Me too.
It is possible I have already had my midlife crisis, moving to New Orleans. Trying to get ready to support Tom's.
Hey, can I request some house ~ma? Someone made an offer on our condo ($200K, OMG, we paid $350K for it in 2005) and I realllly want it to move through and be approved quickly and easily. (I don't wanna make my May mortgage payment! Though, I will probably have to.)
I went from acne to rosacea. Both are annoying. sigh. I'd say the rosacea is worse because it can cause acne as well.
Yeah, I've got that, too, Burrell. I suspect I should cut back on the red wine, but I don't wannaaaaa.
I did the stupid things. My fuck-ups were epic. There'd be poems and songs, but I'm trying to keep it quiet. Some things I regret. Some... I dunno. If I'd known at the time what my choices would lead to, I wouldn't have done those things. But if I hadn't, I wouldn't be here now. I might be someplace better, but who knows. I do wish that, if I was going to waste my twenties (in the sense of not getting started on a career or grad school or something sensible) I wish I'd wasted it traveling and doing useless artsy stuff, instead of wasting it on someone who never loved me.
House-ma Nora!
If only I could go back in time and jump a certain guy's bones. So what if he had a girlfriend!
ETA to protect me from him Googling himself.
The FACE LASERS have been about trying to take a hit out on my rosacea. Doesn't seem to be working.
And definitely, it's the things I didn't do (including things I didn't even think of or seriously consider, like "why didn't I up and roam around the world after college instead of trying to get a job" or whatever) that I regret. Even if there are some very awkward "I'll regret it if I don't at least try" moments that occasionally float to the surface of my memory and make me cringe horribly.
Regrets. I have a few. And not too few to mention, either. Still, I'm enjoying a lot about my current life: a decent job, the ability to schedule and pay for summer vacation somewhere near Lake Michigan, my cat, my garden, etc. Would I like someone to pay me to wander around Europe and drink wine in charming cafes? Sure. But until that happens, my current situation's pretty good.
