As many of my readers know, I have a job that can be done by a trained monkey for peanuts. Since they already pay peanuts to us humans anyway, it isn't worth the personnel costs to switch over to a non-human labor force. Nor do they want to deal with PETA for the mistreatment of animals....
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A job like I have doesn't call for much mental horsepower. This means I have way too much time to think, and the wrong things have been occupying my headspace. So I have to work on changing things as much as possible. And that may mean that I will have to look for a new job sooner than I'd like to do so.
This was not the most comfortable conversation I've had with Vicki, as she had more anger than I have had regarding events of the past year. In certain ways, it feels like I'm being gaslighted because some of my observations and comments in conversations with another person are not triggering a response acknowledging some responsibility for mutual problems. Vicki notices that, and will not let go of her anger towards this person. At least, I know that I can always count on Vicki to tell me the truth as she sees it - and we've never been in the sort of ambiguous situation where logic would imply one thing, but facts presented would imply something else.
Eventually, she will move from her current home, and I will miss her dearly. This date will come way too soon....
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