Saturday, February 11, 2012

Been Lazy, but I'm Back

This place was starting to look a bit sad and barren, so I thought it was about time I tore myself away from Google+ updates to write something here for a change.

To be honest, I am feeling a bit down in the dumps today.  Which is a bit odd, given I have been quite busy today.  The primary reason, I suppose is that the house is in chaos.  I finally got the carpet layers scheduled, and they will be here on Friday to put down new carpets in the two bedrooms and my office/CCIE Lab.  So with the spare bedroom already devoid of furniture and the disassembled spare bed leaning against the wall in my dining room, today was the turn of the office space, leaving my bedroom probably until the last minute on Thursday.  The desks are disassembled and stacked against the wall; monitors, printers and switches occupy the space on my coffee table, and my boxes full of documents and other odds and ends are stacked in the lounge and dining areas.  I pulled up the carpet, and there was yellow builders sand under the underlay.  Actual sand.  It has probably been there since the place was built and the carpet installed.  I certainly know that I have not been to the beach and tracked in nice golden sand which has worked its way through the carpet and the underlay to take up residence on the concrete.  So, old carpet rolled up, ready to be taken away, and the old underlay in the bin.

Another reason for my melancholy mood is that I am in a bit of pain.  The trainer put me through a hard workout yesterday, and I am pretty sore.  He took care to not aggravate my injured rib area, but I aggravated it today when I dropped a desk drawer, reflexively grabbed for it as it fell, and consequently my intercostal nerve exploded.  Ow.  So I didn't get to the gym today, but I was doing plenty of lifting and moving so it is probably OK.  But everything aches today.

Next reason is that today the guys at my old work finally implemented my last project - installing and cutting over to the Nexus switches.  As happy as I am to be free of the Uni, I still regret not finishing that project.  I didn't think I would feel as, I don't know... regretful, for the want of finding another word, as I do.

Finally, I think it is just that time of year.  TV and the shops are full of Valentine's Day crap.  And as much as I say that it is crap, a part of me just gets a bit sad around this time of year.  People often say that you can't miss what you've never had, but that isn't always true.  I guess I miss the idea of something I've never had, if that makes any sense.  Usually I don't feel quite this intensely about the whole February 14 thing, but for some reason I do this year.  Maybe it is just my general melancholy amplifying the feeling, or maybe the fact that in a little over six months I'll turn forty.  An arbitrary marking of two score orbits around the sun, I know, but there you go.

But now it is time for bed.  Tomorrow will be a better day.  The lawn needs mowing, I will do a bit of CCIE labbing, maybe some cardio at the gym, and maybe I'll write a gripe about how they have already had sodding Easter Eggs and Hot Cross Buns in the supermarket for two weeks already and it is still only f*cking February 11.

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