first day at my new/old job. 
things went well. something about being a confident, skilled tradeswoman in a shop full of men
...i heard "Radia, welcome back!!" more than a few times today. made me feel good. reading prints, using the table saw and building cabinets just like no time had passed at all. i have a love/hate relationship with saw dust. i feel good about what i am creating, i just hate the wood chips in my undies 
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i worked at this shop, same time last year. actually i started in march and left the end of may. this same job made me miserable before. wait...step back...i let this same job make me miserable before. i learned a lot of things when i was there. i became a better cabinetmaker in the few short months i worked for them. i was unhappy in life. i hated almost every day there. sometimes i would sneak away and weep. the general attitude around there didn't help either. this time i decided that i am going to take a different approach. it's not what happens, it's how you respond to it. i made friends with everyone when i was there before so it's very familiar and comfortable. i know my shit, that's a nice feeling. oh and they are paying me quite a bit more than before too.
i hate to say it, but i am actually happy to be back at work. i hate that i have to have a schedule now. i hate that it interrupts my "personal" rockst*r time
. i hate that i get wood chips in my undies . however, i love being a craftsman. making beautiful things with my hands. using my brain to calculate and troubleshoot. all the elements of my "hands on" approach to life. i've got mad skills that i worked my ass off for, of that i am proud.
well, i hope everybody else had a good day too. tonite i am supposed to go play bass with my friend chelsea. he and i mesh so well. i am thinking i may just stay home. i have things that should get done. plus, i have to WORK in the morning
ok, boring but complete journal entry.
my body feels like i've done some hard work today. that's a good feeling. now, someone come and give me a full body massage
kiddos
things went well. something about being a confident, skilled tradeswoman in a shop full of men
...i heard "Radia, welcome back!!" more than a few times today. made me feel good. reading prints, using the table saw and building cabinets just like no time had passed at all. i have a love/hate relationship with saw dust. i feel good about what i am creating, i just hate the wood chips in my undies .
i worked at this shop, same time last year. actually i started in march and left the end of may. this same job made me miserable before. wait...step back...i let this same job make me miserable before. i learned a lot of things when i was there. i became a better cabinetmaker in the few short months i worked for them. i was unhappy in life. i hated almost every day there. sometimes i would sneak away and weep. the general attitude around there didn't help either. this time i decided that i am going to take a different approach. it's not what happens, it's how you respond to it. i made friends with everyone when i was there before so it's very familiar and comfortable. i know my shit, that's a nice feeling. oh and they are paying me quite a bit more than before too.
i hate to say it, but i am actually happy to be back at work. i hate that i have to have a schedule now. i hate that it interrupts my "personal" rockst*r time
. i hate that i get wood chips in my undies . however, i love being a craftsman. making beautiful things with my hands. using my brain to calculate and troubleshoot. all the elements of my "hands on" approach to life. i've got mad skills that i worked my ass off for, of that i am proud.
well, i hope everybody else had a good day too. tonite i am supposed to go play bass with my friend chelsea. he and i mesh so well. i am thinking i may just stay home. i have things that should get done. plus, i have to WORK in the morning
ok, boring but complete journal entry.
my body feels like i've done some hard work today. that's a good feeling. now, someone come and give me a full body massage
kiddos
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