It was a long work day yesterday. 5am class. Followed by conference call with next week's client. I have no idea how I am supposed to finish next week's work in the time I am being given. It is physically impossible to do in 8 hours per day. But guess what? I am not working more than 8 hours per day. You can fuck right off. Can't get my raise done? Can't take care of the shit that's important to me? Then guess how many hours a day you're getting out of me. Fuckers.
Class was okay. They were still frustrating the hell out of me. But we got through it. It was the second group that pissed me off. I was on the call at 2 on the dot. What time did they show up? 2:18. We're going to have issues. I at least got them to meet me between 7:30 and 8 and not 9 and 9:30. Small victories.
After class I did laundry. Then I made dinner. Then I cleaned the kitchen. Then I put away laundry. I was a little pissed off at this point. I felt like I had already done enough but somehow was still doing more.
Did you know you need a visa to go to Australia even to visit? I didn't. Luckily I have a paranoid wife. I am used to just traveling. I have never needed a visitor visa for any of the countries I have been to before. Heck, I didn't need any paperwork to be in the UK, Netherlands, or France. I have had to show a work visa in Canada and Indonesia, but that was for work. I didn't know there were visitor visas. Oh well. It takes one day, costs about $15, and can be done online. I will do it in May. Added to the calendar.
Went to bed around 10. Slept pretty good I have to admit.
Today B is helping a friend out at their shop. They are having a huge event and they need volunteers to do stuff. She is headed downtown in a few hours. I will be staying home packing and playing video games thank you very much.
Then I leave tomorrow for hell week.
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