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Lately, so much of my days are boring, and boredom makes me feel guilty. I once had an anthropology teacher who said that if you're bored, you're probably boring. Well, in my defense, it's not my fault. I mean, I haven't been given a choice, lately, and I'm doing the best that I can. I must go to work and try to look busy when there is nothing to do. It's awful. I swept the floor for about three hours today. Tomorrow, I will be separating "our" pallets from the other company's pallets and driving the enemy's pallets away. This will be very tedious, and I will not be able to do anything else while doing it, i.e., listen to NPR on my Coby-buddy, since I will be driving. (Ugh, I thought I'd gotten out of this driving back and forth stuff.)
Soon, however, I will be absent from work for a long time. I only have five more full days of work, period, full stop, that's all folks! Five full days, then I'm off until January 4th (That's the end), and that will be just a half a day. There is no way to persuade anyone to feel sorry for me, now.
One thing that I haven't told anyone at work is that my husband and I are going on a cruise the week of December 17. No one wants to hear that kind of news before being faced with a month of pointless activity in a freezing warehouse. I may feel as if my brain is peeling now, but I am not faced with as much of this as most of my coworkers.
For these next five excruciating days, maybe I'll keep a little notebook in my pocket and list all the things I'm looking forward to doing as soon as I have a little free time. And maybe I could also think of some ways to cope with boredom. After all, I've had my share of it, in my lifetime.
The first time I can remember being exquisitely bored was after joining The Army Reserve. Over a period of six years, I experienced horrible boredom during almost every meeting, plus two weeks of it, every summer. Sure, basic training is never-a-dull-moment, but unfortunately, there were so many miserable moments that I actually started getting nostalgic for the boredom I'd had during in-processing, or waiting in line for all those shots, or sitting around in the airport on the way there. My reserve meetings were so boring that I would leave feeling absolutely drained, as if I'd actually worked hard. This is body-sapping boredom. What a disappointment, after hearing all those be all that you can be ads. Right.
My first full-time job was a clerk-typist gig, and sometimes I'd be sent to fill in for this or that secretary, and all I'd have to do is answer the phone, which didn't ring. All day. For a whole week. It was nice to get some reading done, but that was forty hours of it.
However, boredom-training is good if you're interested in running long distance. Actually, if you're into running long distance, you will naturally get better at being all by yourself for long periods of time with no one except yourself and your ticking brain for company and nothing to do but chew up the road ahead of you. Maybe I should get back into that. I was never bored.
Come to think of it, my favorite part of a cruise is when we're out in the middle of the ocean on a sunny day and there's nothing to do. Doing nothing isn't boring. "Boring" is a frame of mind.
I hate to admit it, but maybe my anthropology teacher was right.
Do you see me? I'm behind the fourth one from the right.