Finally. We finally turned in our project at work today. It was such a relief to finally be done with it!
I never really talk about what I do at work, not because it’s a secret, but because it’s not that interesting. To fill you in as quickly as possible, I am a proposal writer for a small government contracting agency. We work for the federal government, and in order to get that work we have to bid on it by writing proposals. They tend to be 500 – 1,000 pages in length total (more than one volume, discussing different things).
It’s tedious work, but I do enjoy my coworkers and I enjoy the accomplishment of finishing a big project. Also, I’m incredibly grateful that I have a job in this economy, and one that I don’t have to worry about losing.
Do I see myself working there for the rest of my life? Definitely not. But I really should stop complaining about it so much, because I could definitely have it a lot worse.
Today was pretty much a scramble to get everything printed, assembled and sent out in time to be received in Washington, so all my eats were consumed at work.
Breakfast was half a jalapeno bagel with the thinnest schmear of cream cheese.
I still had a Green Monster though. Gotta get those veggies in.
Lunch was leftover black bean and garbanzo couscous, eaten cold and straight from the tupperware.
I had multiple cups of coffee throughout the day. Very necessary. Most days I only drink on cup, but some days it’s closer to ten. You win some, you lose some.
After work, I went to do more work at the part-timer. Good stuff, but working from 6:30 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. left me quite tired.
That, paired with the fact that I had nary a fresh vegetable in my entire household, led me to skipping the gym. I headed to the grocery store to remedy the veggie situation, and then came home to eat and rest my weary bones.
For dinner I had a pita pizza with half red sauce and half pesto sauce, topped with olives, pepper and 2% cheese. It was glorious.
Later on for dessert I had some 0% Greek yogurt with Crofter’s Superfruit Spread.
If I’d had any cool plans for tonight, I would have had to cancel them. I am plum worn out.
I’m headed to bed! Tomorrow I have big plans for an a.m. workout and then more work. I guess you could say I’m somewhat of a workaholic. No, I’m really not. I’m just living the American Dream. Or something like that.
Or… I’m just deliriously tired and none of that made any sense whatsover. Yeah, that.