The bookkeeping gig is still good. It's not quite as shiny and rosy as my first week on the job, but I'm getting used to it. I keep having 10-key dreams where everyone around me is entering data into Accpac with alarming alacrity and I'm just picking at the keyboard like a chicken. After a while I look around at the computer screens and all the people are growing extra hands and going that much faster and I start sweating and worrying how I'm going to keep up. According to my coworkers, the extra hand comes at three months on the job. Something to look forward to! I keep trying to think of all the perks of having three hands. So far, the only thing I can really come up with is not having to switch hands when cutting a piece of meat with my fork & knife. In any case, I'm catching on pretty fast. Last week, a coworker announced to the office that I was doing a stand-up performance and honored me with the 'Cara Philps' Award and a mini Mr. Goodbar.
The weather has been grey and dreary. I'm ready for some leafy greens and daffodils. Maybe some bare legs and sunglasses. I want to go the Columbia Gorge and eat piazza outside. I think because the weather has been so crummy, I've been fairly hermetic lately. I'm also having a hard time being motivated to do any projects. Maybe I need to start taking vitamins and get a happy lamp. We have a room in my office that has natural lighting and a chair that I curl up in and read during my lunch hour, but I guess that isn't charging me with energy. Or maybe I'm just making excuses. I did get inspired by Feb 14 and crafted some homemade Valentines.
