First Disney Visit

When I was between four and five years old, I went to Disneyland. My family lived in California at the time, my father was stationed there and we lived in El Centro.

I remember snapshots of this visit. I remember walking up to the castle. It was bigger then. I remember riding in a golf cart to the hotel room. I remember the dancing waters show. I remember the jungle cruise and the coconut purse afterward. I remember the 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea ride...before it was closed and was Nemo. I remember the stuffed Lady dog that I lost on the trip back.

I remember happy times. No worries. Fun. I want to go back. I miss the real submarines.

Today, August 25, 2007

Today is Saturday. I have been at home most of the day. I took a side trip to the grocery and to church to clean. The rest of the time I've been at home. What have I done. Well, I read some in my book and on the internet. Watched a couple of television shows. Unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. Feed the dogs and gave them their medicine. Took a nap.

Life's boring huh? Well, to be honest I have throughly enjoyed the quiet and the nothing. Time to be by myself with no demands or at least only the demands that I make.

So today is Saturday.

Ineffectual

I've been feeling a little ineffectual lately, meaning there are things going on around me that I can't seem to get an handle on. Clients whose lives have been irrevocably changed and the system has failed them and there's nothing I can do, but say "I sorry. This is how the system works and sometimes it doesn't work well." Can you imagine how crappy that is.

I have some friends who have basically been attacked for doing their job. There's noting I can do except to let them know I believe in them and that they do a great job. It just doesn't feel like enough.

I thought I had gotten over the "responsible for the world" crap, but I guess that when it is close to you and you can't help that feeling comes crashing back. And I'm left feeling ineffectual. So I guess I'll get over it.

My life in five years....

I'm visiting a Disney board and there is a 20 question thread and one of the questions is where do you see yourself in 5 years. I really don't plan that far ahead, but here's my best guess.

I may be the director of the program I work for. Well, I'll put it this way. My current boss is retiring and I will probably apply for the job...from there who really knows. If I'm not, I will still be working somewhere with state retirement, because in 5 years, I plan to be five years closer to retirement.

I may be in or building a new house...it's according to if a politician who has lost touch with reality gets his "interstate to no where". I've started looking at house plans just in case.

I know one thing, I will be five years closer to being able to go to Disney World and being a cast member. I want to spend a few years of my life helping people experience the magic.

So come back in five years and we'll check out how good my powers of predictions are.

Technical Difficulties

A co-worker pointed out that I hadn't been writing/posting lately. Well that's true as you can tell. Things have kinda gotten out of control lately. Life's been a little like a barrel of flying monkeys with baseball bats. If you understand that metaphor, I hope your life gets better too.

One of the reasons I started this was to provide an outlet and to help keep my sanity and what do I go and do...stop and start going insane again.

So thanks to my co-worker for the kick in the butt and please stand by...more to come.