I missed it.
Yesterday was “The Feast Day of St. Emerentiana,” the patroness of those suffering with stomach disorders. How I miss these days is just beyond me. According to my astrology software, Mercury turned direct at 7:08 PM, CST Wednesday night.
The year is almost over, right? Or, at least, it’s time to get off to good start, finally. Got 11 months left, two more Mercury RX times, and a few other sordid planet actions to deal with.
I was wandering around the web while chatting on the phone. I came across an entry someplace that had a lot to do with New Years’ resolutions. Since I made exactly zero resolutions, I’ve met my expectations wonderfully so far.
“El Jefe” at the other job was wonderful, in a weird and wacky way. I was prepared for a tough day and it turned out wonderfully, well, except for me missing that last bus ride home.
There was a point, I kept trying to make, and I never got it across. But it’s a good point, and I want to remember what I was thinking about. It’s like this, Wednesday night, I was off with a directionally challenged Aquarius [most Aquarius folks are directionally challenged – it’s not a problem, just an inherent characteristic>. As we meandered around portions of Austin that I haven’t seen in five or six years, I pointed out some sights, then noticed that a large number of apartments were vacant. No lights. No cars in the parking lot. Big signs, “two months free rent!!!”
Comparing Mi Patron’s paltry offerings to these swanky, upscale places really isn’t fair. Different worlds. We like grad students, those places are looking for landed folks with large, disposable incomes. Different target audience altogether.
One of the units I manage is having a parking problem, like, not enough parking spaces in the lot. Need to rearrange the dumpster, push it out of the way. The former muddy yard at the end of the lot will be paved or, at the very least, gravel filled soon.
That’s a very different problem from most of the other apartments, all over town. Using the other guys as a yardstick, we’re doing exceptionally well.
Using the other guys as a yardstick is also a foible. How I’m doing, compared with how the next guy is doing, isn’t a fair way to judge myself. Therein is the problem.
That was the point I was going to make, just never got a chance. I didn’t want to miss a bus ride home. Just because, numerically, we’re superior, that doesn’t mean that internally, we’re doing better. The way to judge ourselves is by our own, internal yardstick – not the other guys.
But I still missed the bus. Just means I got home later than I wanted. Today, I’ll snag a rent car and hit the road for Dallas, just as soon as I can scoot out the door. Time to be someplace else.