Gf got sick after a horrible week at work, we're playing scrabble. It's 21:0. Thanks to an occasional good word she still believes I'm letting her win, since nobody could possibly suck this hard at putting letters together. Little does she know, my hand is almost always a straight consonant cluster so bad even speaking Polish isn't helping. At least she's feeling better. I'm starting engineering school next academic year, electronics and telecommunication. Not for degree but because learning this stuff on my own is fucking arduous sieving of folklore. Kinda like learning how to weld (here, at least) when you either: a) apprentice under some old fuck whose first (and likely last) order is 'swipe the floor that hasn't been touched since the last apprentice two decades ago', b) have welding-able friends teach you, c) overpay for a year-long course that's 80% theory despite job being 95% doing, d) go for an engineering degree for a programme with compulsory freshman class that potentially opens your 'hours book' (officially recognised time spent working as a welder/trainee, important for various reasons), EDIT: e) try not to kill yourself figuring it out with a book/yt/whatever. Gonna laugh my ass off all the way to "hell no!" if they'll make me take intro math and physics classes, though.
I end up walking anywhere from 8k to 15k steps a shift, i really enjoy it. One of the positions can require over 800 steps if it's busy. I don't love the steps if anything is sore but if I'm feeling well it's fine. I'm handling C shift just fine. I come I'm at 10:30 PM and leave at 7:15 AM. I go home, get the kid up and out the door for school eat some breakfast and sleep until 3 PM or so getting up right before the kid gets home. I didn't think I'd find it this easy.
I've got a hell of a week in front of me. Massive event I'm running Tuesday. Lots of deliverables coming due soon for my job. Everyone except me is going to a conference so I need to ask questions and actually get far ahead of the work. Will be working late today, tomorrow, and Monday since thus Friday I'm avoiding work and touring some houses. Have a meeting set up for next Wednesday to discuss a potential job opportunity in the same city my partner is starting her PhD in the fall. And yet even with actively exploring houses and jobs we're also like "is it time to pull the ripcord and get out since Trump is deporting lawful permanent residents, ignoring court orders to repatriate them, and talking about doing it for political dissidents next" and the work and research my partner and I do/have done would probably classify us as political dissidents in this hell of a timeline. It's wild out there y'all. Stay safe.