Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維

Worn out at the end of today

My presentation at work today went well enough: the best part was, I think, the part where I decided to make it an hour shorter than I had originally decided. There was good attendance, including from the Uberboss (who laughed at my jokes and had good suggestions) and my new lead. A particular face was noticably absent, though, casting a cloud across my whole day and leaving me worn out with missing him at the end of my day.

My new boss is OK with my taking the Japanese class that meets twice a week, starting in late September, so I think I'm going to run up the hill and go register for it tomorrow over lunch. Of course, all I really want to do now is get a transfer to London, but I can't do anything until October at the earliest and the reality is that I can't imagine myself moving before December. And, of course, as a sane person I recognize I've got some sort of life to live here, so I need to spend some time living it and seeing what I can do to get it more into alignment with what I want my life to be like. I also like my job and would under no circumstance be so stupid as to throw it away and just jet off hoping to get something together in a foreign country.

But meanwhile, it's like I had metal filings injected in my muscles and the magnetic pole moved to Greenwich: I feel the pull across the ocean, strong and decided. In the meantime, I'm poking around looking for good fares for a return trip, though my current fuzzy ideas about going over Thanksgiving could prove a harsh change to all the folks who've become used to my hosting the big dinner here. On the other hand, I think it would give me the chance to see Phillip Pullman's "His Dark Materials" at the National - or at least Part I.

For tonight, it's some kind of food thing at home then a walk on the oceanside with trenchwench, her snake and my poodle, at Myrtle Edwards Park. I could use some relaxation: hopefully this will do the trick.
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