A Peek into Other People's Lives

I'm nosy, I'll admit it. With every worker having a personal folder on the network, it is too tempting to doubleclick and see what they have been saving. I have a folder there also. I keep work-related things in it. Anything I want to save personally, I save to my hard drive or send it to myself via email. I don't want people reading what I write to myself.

Last night, I spent two hours typing what I had written yesterday--5,000+ words! I was going to scan in the text, but my scanner doesn't do OCR (optical character recognition) very well. I would have spent longer scanning each page and cleaning up the text. It was faster to retype it all. I typed eight of the thirteen pages. I'll type up the final five tonight.

What am I doing right now? Well, I was typing this at work earlier this morning, because work was a little slow, but now, at 7pm, I'm watching "The Santa Clause 2" with DD and writing this blog entry.

DD came home with a notice from school today saying someone in her class has head lice. Great. DH searched her hair and didn't see anything, so hopefully, we've avoided it. I told DH that I could not handle the stress of this household possibly having head lice! He didn't see any and I gave her a bath earlier, scrubbing her head several times.

When I was typing this at work, it was like I was talking to myself. So many ideas flit into my brain while I'm working. I am so not liking being unable to be online during the day! If I had a floppy disk drive, it wouldn't be so bad, because then I could save my stuff to disk. But today, I only typed a little bit, because I knew I would have to retype it all when I got home. On the plus side, I got quite a bit of work done, even though I was having trouble concentrating.

As DD played in the bathtub, I pulled out a couple of journals from last year. I reread some old entries, watching myself fade from a new happiness into the depths of despair. I am truly a changed person, both deeply and profoundly. Losing all hope of the future will do that to a person.

Thankfully, I have come out of that stage (at least for now, lol). I am still lonely from time to time, but this is my life. There is nothing external that will make me happier. Happiness comes from within.

What a year. At the end of December, I hope to be starting a new paper journal, and 2005 is going to be a wonderful, hopeful year--I just know it!