I have half-formed ideas about the perniciousness of the concept of money as a whole, but I don't have time to think about it, either.

Time for a carb binge!

I have half-formed ideas about the perniciousness of the concept of money as a whole

Fuck capitalism, y'all.

And if you meet your stretch goals, that becomes the new "normal."

UGH. I hate that so much.

Husband got status from the OK City job, in the sense that some interviews got pushed back, so the whole process has been delayed.

I have a small magnet that I found left on my desk when I worked at Duke (so, in like 2004) that says "Remember: The Better You Do The More They Expect." I never found out who gave it to me.

We get like less than 1% raises here for "good". It sucks.

I don't actually think I'm paid too little for the quantity and difficulty of my work most of the time. But replacing me would require the term-of-project hiring of several people with different skillsets. I deal with designers who are more creative than I am, who are more detail-oriented/technically adept than I am, and illustrators that paint better than I do (although I can match the best I've encountered at drawing), but no one who can can do all the above as well.

When I got this job, my BFF told me to start out slow and not give people expectations that I could do a super human amount of work. It has sort of worked out.

That's the first rule of temping. My first several jobs I lost a whole week of work by completing all the tasks in two days.

You learn the work, find out what they consider a normal pace and you make damn sure the week assignment you got lasts the whole week.

I don't actually think I'm paid too little for the quantity and difficulty of my work most of the time.

Years ago, I felt I was well-paid. Now, I'm feeling like I should be making a bit more. Once I found out what the top of my salary band is, I figured I knew about how fast my salary was going to rise over the rest of my career here. It shot up quickly the first five years then the raises leveled off, and now it's creeping up. They want to make sure they have room to keep giving me "just enough to keep me" raises if I stay until I retire, without having to promote me (there's nowhere for me to go anyway). No matter how well I do, I suspect there's an unspoken upper limit.

You know how we always feel like there must be a German word for something, when we're grasping for a way to describe it? There's got to be a French word for being vaguely dissatisfied and wanting things to change, while at the same time not wanting to actually go through the process of change.

There also needs to be a word for the mythical third-option-that-doesn't exist. Like, your choices are (1) buy an inexpensive used car that doesn't have all the bells and whistles you'd prefer to have, and don't take on more debt, or (2) buy a new car out of your price range and get all the bells and whistles but also get more debt. There is no mythical option 3 where there is a new car with all the bells and whistles that is ALSO in your price range, so you don't take on more debt.

I mean, it could just be called "Option 3," as in "Used car and no debt, or new car and debt -- there is no Option 3!", but it seems like it needs a fancier word.