Looking at the "Big-Picture-Jackpot"

So, for this new State-job gig, I had to go to the DCF central office in Hartford to be fingerprinted. Well, first of all, the directions I got were THE WORST directions in the whole history of directions. I had given myself a fifteen-minute traffic buffer (because you never know with I-91). Well, getting LOST in DOWNTOWN HARTFORD takes a while, so I just barely made it to my fingerprinting appointment at 11:00. I'm shown to this waiting area and told to . . . well, wait. But there were so many people that all the chairs were taken up, so I had to stand. In heels. FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF!!!!! I didn't get fingerprinted until 12:30!!! Unbelievable.

So, the fingerprinting is over. I am sore and tired and still a little shaken up from the rough drive in. Then, this lady tells me I need to go to the DAS building to get my photo taken for the state employee ID badge. So, she gives me some more bad directions, I get a little more lost, i panic a little more, and finally I make it to the DAS building. I walk inside the building, nervous and shaking from the driving around in HELL, and tell them I'm here for the photo ID thing. She smiles and says "I'm sorry, you'll have to come back next week. That machine is broken today." So . . . long story short, I have to go through all that driving horror again on Monday. Ewww.

But, this is completely worth it. Look at the Big Picture. Or, the Big Jackpot, if you will. I am going to be able to have week-nights free, for the first time in almost two years. I will be able to hit evening jiu jitsu classes. I will be able to meet friends for dinner or coffee or something. I will have time to SIT IN MY APARTMENT AND DO NOTHING.
Wait, what? RELAXATION?!? JACKPOT!!!!!!!

Things in general are going well. I think i might manage to pass my Chemistry class, and I just went over the class schedule for my last two semesters, and I will actually graduate on time, wow. I am committed to enjoying this summer -- my sister actually sent me a nice "congrats on the job" postcard, and she wrote something about how being so busy takes away time that I'll never get back. That made me think. I really want to make this MY summer.