Comings and Goings

My mom complained that I haven't posted anything on this blog in a while (isn't it great that my mom is the #1 and only fan of this here bloggy).  When I told her that I have nothing to write about-my life consists of going to work, going home in the dark, driving to my parents to eat dinner, and driving to school, now that the quarter has started.  I jokingly said that I can write about the muddy parking lot I am forced to use when I go to work, and my mom actually thought it was a good idea. 

First, let me begin by saying that nobody's job is perfect.  I do not hate working where I work.  I simply think that there are some idiosyncrasies in working for the federal government that may not exist in the private sector, especially the "flush-with-cash" Silicon Valley private sector-aka Facebook, Google, etc.

First, I work on a medical campus, which is going through a lot of construction.  One problem is that there is not enough parking.  So the "Powers that be" decided to open up one of the grass "pastures" and turn it into a "temporary" parking lot.  This "temporary" parking lot has been open for at least three years.  During the summer, the heat hardens the dirt/mulch/saw-dust mixture, so it is habitable.

However, since this winter has been particularly rainy, the parking lot entrance has turned into a mud-pit, similar to the kind of surface dirt bikers or monster truck drivers particularly enjoy.

 Here is a photo of one of these grass lots.  My poor little Mazda is on the left.  

Every morning and evening, I go off-roading in the mud.  So maybe my days aren't that boring after all.