Back to the Grind. Ugh.

There's nothing like a extra-long weekend to make you feel no desire to go back to work and realize that you're not all that thrilled with your career choice. Now, I have no issue with my company, it's a good place to work. But there is nothing exciting about a corporate job. Pays the bills and then some, but fun, eh, not so much. So, it is begrudgingly that I drag my ass back to work. I suppose I should think positively. At least I don't work at my last job anymore where I would have probably had a nervous breakdown with the constant arbitrary "re-organization" of management (I swear, my dogs would have a better clue on who should lead than they do).

Turkey. Not Worth It.

So, I had a small amount of Turkey on T-day. And it was totally not worth it. I mean, if I'm going to "cheat" and eat meat, next time it's going to be something good. Like a burger. Not turkey. Plus, the husband had to give me shit about it, that it's disrespectful to other vegetarians that I ate meat. Whatever. I never said I was going 100%. To me, it doesn't have to be black and white. If I can reduce the amount of meat I eat by like 95% (which means I eat meat like 4 times a year or something), I feel like I am doing my part. I mean, to me, to make it black and white like that, is like saying, "Well, since I can't recycle every recyclable item I have, then forget it. Why recycle anything?" So, I try to ignore him because to me, that doesn't make sense. And I shouldn't need to eat meat just because he does -- I should be able to make my own food choices without feeling obligated to please him.

Blah blah blah. OK, I suppose it's time to get ready and start thinking happy thoughts, because it's this is starting out as a very "blah" week and I need to nip it in the bud, pronto!


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