Progress At Last!!!

•April 3, 2007 • 2 Comments

Now for the post I was going to post last night before earning my firefighting merit badge.

Treeva and I have made some decisions and have started to act on them. As such, yesterday I informed my boss that I’ll be leaving my job as a pest control technician (aka Bug Guy) at the end of this month. Following that, we will be moving from the Atlanta area back to Huntsville (AL) sometime in May. I don’t have a job set up there yet, but there are a lot of possibilities. Right now I’m trying to figure out exactly what it is that I could do that would be the most fulfilling. Treeva is chasingĀ  down some leads and has a good one already. In addition we’ve got a good lead on housing for a while that would be a great opportunity.

It feels really good to finally be making some progress, but at the same time it’s a little scary stepping out like this. I’m not too worried as we have lots of family over there and I know that if I need to I can do construction work with dad for a while until something else comes up. That worked pretty well for us after moving to Atlanta, so I’m not to concerned about things at this point, just excited.

19 days to freedom!


What’s Life Without Excitement?

•April 2, 2007 • 1 Comment

I had a topic planned for tonight, but something else just came up, so it’ll get bumped to tomorrow.

See, we just had a little excitement over here. I was playing some Halo 2 with a buddy of mine when there was frantic knocking at our door, then a moment later across the hall. Upon opening it, I was told by a frantic woman that we needed to get out because there was a fire next to the building. I hurried out to take a look, and sure enough, there was a small fire in the voluminous pinestraw along the side. Nothing too much, but more flames than you want to see loose within 15 feet of your building.

I ran back inside, told Treeva to get out of the shower and to get dressed, then grabbed the fire extinguisher in the laundry closet and ran back outside. Now, you’d think that in the couple of minutes it took to knock on doors, take a look, go back inside to warn my wife and grab the extinguisher, that somebody else would’ve had the same idea. You’d think. Instead, I round the corner as I yank the pin out of the extinguisher and see a crowd standing in the parking lot doing absolutely nothing. Sure I can already hear sirens in the distance, but it’s not like it took the whole bunch of them to do that.

Unwilling to join the mindless sheep milling on the pavement I turned my attention to the flames and began to let loose with the magic spray that instantly snuffed them out. The embers in the pinestraw were more reluctant, but weren’t much of a worry, especially as the guy across the hall (apparently the only other one with any sense) came out with his extinguisher and helped me work on the embers. With the cannisters empty and most of the embers out we stepped back in satisfaction.

Then, seeing as how I was annoyed at the uselessness of the other residents I helpfully waved the fire extinguisher around, reminding them all that they have similar ones in their apartments. This one crazy woman then began to accuse me of being facetious about this fire (even challenging me to spell the word before being shut up by me rattling it off instantly) then ranted about how she had kids that she had to save (save meaning to bring to the fire she’s so scared of in order to stare it into submission with their help) and she just about got her ass beat when she started asking how many kids we had. Treeva didn’t like that one bit, but she managed to keep from teaching that woman a lesson in something other than spelling.

Shortly thereafter the fire department showed up with a plethora of trucks and quickly soaked down the area. We had a good little laugh with the folks across the hall and reminded ourselves that we’ll be out of here soon enough.

Now it’s time for bed. Tomorrow we get to go trade in the fire extinguisher, and later I’ll post topic I planned to post tonight, and will fill you in on the “soon enough” part of the previous paragraph.

There’s a teaser for ya. šŸ˜‰

Don’t Eat The Yellow Snow

•March 27, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Would that it were so easy….sadly these days the yellow snow is everywhere you look, and worse, everywhere you breath. For most people this mainly means a lot of car washing, but for someone who works outside it means lots of car (and truck) washing, headaches, messed up sinuses, and now a sore throat. Joy.

On the plus side, my time dealing with this is coming to an end. By Monday I’ll have to have decided whether I’ll be staying at my job for one more month or two. Either way it’s too far off, but at least there’s an end in sight now. Once this decision gets made I’ve only got to worry about little things like if we’ll move, when we’d move, and where I’ll be working next. Minor stuff, right?

Oy, enough typing for tonight. I’ve got another long day tomorrow, but Thursday and Friday are looking pretty good from here, just a little busy. But when aren’t things busy anymore? At least things stay interesting that way.

I Hate My Job

•March 19, 2007 • 2 Comments

Ugh. It hasn’t always been this way. I used to like my job, and even enjoyed it. Sure it’s not something I dreamed about as a kid, but like every job I’ve had I found things in it that I was able to enjoy. Heck, I even came up with a way to make my job title sound fun. I’m not a pest control technician…I’m a bug assassin, that’s cool, right? Over the past year though I’ve slowly been growing less and less happy with my job, and lately it’s dropping pretty near hatred and abhorrence. I’ve finally gotten fed up enough with it to take some steps, and am in the process of negotiating my leaving with my boss, who is being a great help. It’s nice to know that my years of hard work weren’t for naught.

Leaving this job inevitably leads to the question of what my new one will be, and as for that, your guess is as good as mine. I’ve been putting some thought (and a little, but not near enough, effort) into figuring out exactly what it is that I want to be doing with my life, but I’m not getting anywhere fast. I’ve worked up some general aspects that have been a consistently satisfying and fulfilling part of the various jobs that I’ve had in the past. I’m hoping that by following this unifying thread between the quite varied industries I’ll be able to work up a specific job profile that will be perfect for me. After that I’ve just got to shoot that profile out to everyone that I know and get them to pass it on as well, in the hopes that some people will know of jobs that fit that profile that I can then target specifically.

See, I’ve got this wacky idea about work. I believe it’s not just possible, but feasible to find a job where you can be happy, where you can feel fulfilled, and where you can use the skills and talents that God has gifted you with. While the overwhelming majority of the world seems to feel that work is just a drudgery that you have to trudge through in order to earn money to live your life (don’t get me started on those who prefer to live off the money others earn) I feel that there’s a better way, and I’m intent on finding it.

Judging by my actions so far I’m not overly intent on finding it, but I’m getting there. It’s been a pretty rough couple of months to start this year out, but things are getting better. It feels good to be making some progress on my current job, even if that progress is working on ending it; and I’ve been getting some work done around the house sorting through boxes so we don’t have as much stuff to move in a few months. I’ve just got to keep this progress up while I soldier on through the last month or two at my current job. Big changes are coming, and I’m ready for them…… least mentally………kinda.

I hope.

Another Dinner Down

•March 18, 2007 • 1 Comment

It’s another Sunday night and that means another dinner at church. See our church is pretty odd and right now we’ve only got services on Sunday nights. This stems from our morning and night groups being very different and our pastor’s desire to get the groups to become one. We dropped the morning service (don’t get me started on why) and added a dinner after the evening service to let people relax and build community. We started this new schedule last fall and it’s been working pretty well. There is a lot more interaction between the groups and it feels more like one body.

When we started doing the dinners they were headed up by our pastor’s wife and since I like cooking I immediately offered to help. Each week a different small group is responsible for the overall dinner, usually deciding what we’ll make, helping with the preparation, and then cleaning up. It didn’t take long for me to fall into the habit of being down in the kitchen every week that we’re in town, helping out. At first I was third or fourth banana, but now I’m a pretty strong second. Heck, lately the pastor’s wife has been busy with other things (things that are more to her strengths, which is a good thing) so most of the time I’m the only regular worker down in the kitchen. Treeva has gotten to be a great help at getting the dining rooms set up while I take care of things in the kitchen, and this system is working quite well.

It’s pretty funny that I’ve fallen into this lead position on the dinners because before this past fall I’d never done any cooking for large groups, and now I’m cooking for 100-150 people most weeks. I’ve been picking up the tricks of the trade as we go along and don’t have to think about things too much anymore. I’ve got my mental lists of what needs done and I’m constantly checking them. I’ve gotten pretty confident with delegating out parts of the work, but there are others that I pretty much have to do on my own because they’re just done by feel. Need some rice cooked or tea brewed? Better let me do it ’cause I make ’em different every time, and am constantly tweaking the amounts that I put in. Let’s just say that I’m getting good at cooking by feel.

I do enjoy these dinners and sometimes consider trying to find a similar type of activity for a job. The problem is that on Sunday nights I’m doing the cooking as a service, trying to do my part to help build community in the church. I don’t know that I’d be able to enjoy it as much if I was doing all this work for Joe Blow’s 37th birthday party or whatever. Plus I fear that having a job where I’m cooking all the time will kill any joy I get from cooking at home (not that I’ve done a lot of that lately).


I just don’t know. I’ll save the need for a new job for another entry, but suffice to say that I’m not picky enough while simultaneously being too picky, and this is just one aspect of it. This is gonna be a rocky ride.

Oh, and if anyone is actually reading this, my small group is supposed to be cooking on April 1st, and I’m trying to come up with a good April Fool’s dinner. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated.

You’ve gotta start somewhere…

•March 17, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Welcome to my world. Here you’ll find one of two things:

1. Random thoughts and musings that I need to get out of my head and in front of my eyes so that I can process them and move on.

2. Yet another blog that is almost never updated.

Here’s hoping for number 1.