interesting times… interesting happenings. today was what I like to call a very rough day.
It felt like this.
The basic gist without too much detail: I let work get personal. I gave my boss a heads-up regarding potential-but-as-of-yet-fully-undetermined plans out of respect for our relationship, and I’m now paying for it. two years are seemingly pretty insignificant.
never trust anyone who “has a business to run.”
there are drawbacks to living with your heart on your sleeve. namely, utter stupidity. when will I ever learn?
hangin’ in there. my only consolation is that, well… there’s very little right now. it just hurt. you’d think this kind of stuff would get easier; that I’d learn to expect it – but it’s fresh every time.
I just hope that some sort of peace/resolution can be found between us. I’m dreading work tomorrow. I hate this kind of stuff. There’s nowhere to hide, and I have no idea how to approach the situation, or whether to even bother.
in the meantime, going to Bend OR for the long weekend to hang out with Julie and get away from… well, get away from it all. I hope to get outside, get freckly and/or slightly sunburned, drink some coffee, read some good words, hopefully find some rest. Am looking forward to it with all my heart.
might not be writing for a while. I’ve got a job to find, and some going to be getting. pretty much have no choice. til then.
11 Comments
May 26, 2005 at 3:26 am
The sux. Sorry to hear ’bout all that and all. Your weekend sounds like a good one–I hope to do all those same things in K-town, as I visit Missouri for yet another wedding (what’s with all these weddings anyways?) and visit with da hamster/his beautiful lady-wife. Good on that!
May 26, 2005 at 5:58 am
aww, seaner – tell them I said HI!
May 26, 2005 at 8:59 am
Sorry to hear of your frustrations, Stacey. The weekend with a friend, getting fresh air & having fun is the perfect thing, though. Hope it helps brighten you up
May 26, 2005 at 10:27 am
Be prepared for the weather down here in OR Stace. 90 degrees F today. Praise God. Hope you have a blessed weekend.
May 26, 2005 at 12:55 pm
Dang…sad to hear that.
I feel like I won’t be able to share with my church if I do end up planting a church in the future…at least until it’s time to go because of what the last minister went through when he said he was looking for a new job.
God will protect you.
May 26, 2005 at 1:35 pm
that’s rough, my friend. john 14:1-4 one day i read this for the millionth time (i love how the Bible never gets stale) and it jumped out to me in a totally new way. not only is He talking about the eternal place He is preparing for us, but i think He’s also talking about stuff here on earth. He is preparing and He will provide. our Jehovah Jirah won’t leave us hanging even when we’ve lost hope (or have just a shred remaining). it’s what i’m clinging to these days. anyway, i hope your weekend is blessed beyond measure and that you are truly refreshed!! lots of love from the NM (new mexico)!
May 26, 2005 at 8:12 pm
get some good rest.
May 27, 2005 at 2:22 am
get some freckles for meeee
I’ll keep an eye on KevBo
May 27, 2005 at 2:27 pm
BOOM! Luckily, I was able to convice Levi that giving me your URL was in everyone’s best interests. I still think you’re dabomb.com and I’ll be watching you in that kinda-creepy stalker way.
May 28, 2005 at 8:19 am
JUSTIN LAWLIS!!! NO WAY!!!
I just yelled that several times in a high pitched, fairly annoying voice. Freaked some people out, I’m pretty sure. Lovely.
SO VERY GOOD to hear from you, long lost friend! If I find that you have become any less sarcastic, or that you drink any less Mountain Dew than before, I shall be quite disappointed.
Thanks for checkin’ in.
May 29, 2005 at 3:41 am
i did something stupid last summer. differences between me and the senior pastor, wrote an email venting to a distant friend, accidently sent it to entire mailing list. wrote some rough and personal things in there, very sarcastic and caustic. he now defines our relationship by that one piece, while his wife says she can look at ten+ years of friendship and see this as a bump in the road. and we’ve moved on, separately. it still hurts, not feeling forgiven or not knowing if it’ll heal. time to time it hurts again. i hope your “whatever” brings something good.