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Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Snow Worms and Other Insinuating Details
You know how those little details just worm themselves into your life and even though they seem so insignificant, the difficulties they cause can be immense?
You know how they slime their way into every crevice of your existence like some cold slug, chilling the edges of your soul?
Well, I've had a few snow worms to deal with lately. The largest one has been that the outgo exceeds the income. But, this week, I've started training for a part-time job as a Field Data Collector. I'm working for a company that takes contracts from insurance companies to make drawings and take pictures of properties that need to be insured. It's all great... but also, Josh hasn't had water since Sunday night, and I still have to work on that tomorrow morning. Last night I volunteered at the homeless shelter... all good, but short on sleep. Monday was the paper route. (Well, you've heard how terrible that schedule makes me feel). So, all these little worms are creeping into the time I need for my training.
Meanwhile, I am mourning the loss of freedom that a job ("What, me work?" Maynard G. Krebs) will cause.
I think the only way to deal with the snowworms is to make them visible and rest in the assurance that they will melt. What... you didn't find them? Let me help.
... and maybe the way to deal with them is to laugh at them.