A Year in A Day?
This is mostly a post to avoid being deleted. Who knows when I'll make it back again, so might as well post now...
I've reread the first six weeks of posts here. They're...oddly cheery to me. Also, they prove memory is a horrible way to accurately keep records. I kept being surprised at the order of things (we did that the first weekend? Huh).
This year has so far been quite varied. I've been in and out of a relationship, and am currently in another long-distance one (my 2008 disdain for them seems quite laughable now). I've been struggling to find meaning, I think. It's been more than a year since I graduated graduate school and came home. I'm no longer entirely content (was I ever?) with having the little jobs I have. I want something bigger, something with promise, something that I can at least support myself with. Moving out would be a pain, but it seems more and more certain that it is a necessary one to get me where I want to go.
I went to my first out-of-state fan convention two months ago. Atlanta, GA is beautiful. Meeting online friends for the first time might've been weird except for the fact that the only thing we really didn't know about each other was our bodies and general social habits. We knew each other, just not in person. I'm actually set to go visit one of them again next month! It's rather exciting. I enjoyed going to Colorado in my youth, and I'm hoping this is something similarly pleasant.
I visited my grandmother for a weekend about a month ago. All this traveling (on my own, no less) is weird, at least in a personally historical sense, but I'm getting the hang of it. I go alone to meet another, and then there is impetus to do things. Simple.
I just enjoyed a series on the history of science, first episode here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pii_PVrYpOw. Overall I found it too general. A lot of it just made me itch for more information, which...I don't know about you, but I rather fail at research most days. If I were the researching kind, I'd probably be knee-deep in the history of electricity at this point!
This reminds me of something my therapist told me: that I'm always doing things, even as I protest I haven't. That I'm bored. It takes a lot to keep me interested, I guess? I can barely abide ten minutes of doing nothing, never mind an entire day. So I read a lot, and watch TV online a good bit. I'm quite tempted to start season 3 of Teen Wolf, even though I know it's utterly unworthy of my time.
I'm planning on altering my work schedule, which is scary, but I'm unfulfilled right now. My students that won't practice fill me with a surprising amount of anger. And thus, I shall fire them. :) I'm also going to stop babysitting, I think. It's just not something I like to do all the time, nor do I actually need the money. I do intend to step up my time at dad's office, though. I've been out three weeks, and things just keep piling up...not to mention it's the best pay of them all: approval and a good rate.
I've applied for two (three?) jobs in the past year and a bit, time to step that up too... can't find fulfillment without searching, you know. It's getting easier every time I type in a search, but still scary. Not sure it ever won't be. Life goes on.
I've reread the first six weeks of posts here. They're...oddly cheery to me. Also, they prove memory is a horrible way to accurately keep records. I kept being surprised at the order of things (we did that the first weekend? Huh).
This year has so far been quite varied. I've been in and out of a relationship, and am currently in another long-distance one (my 2008 disdain for them seems quite laughable now). I've been struggling to find meaning, I think. It's been more than a year since I graduated graduate school and came home. I'm no longer entirely content (was I ever?) with having the little jobs I have. I want something bigger, something with promise, something that I can at least support myself with. Moving out would be a pain, but it seems more and more certain that it is a necessary one to get me where I want to go.
I went to my first out-of-state fan convention two months ago. Atlanta, GA is beautiful. Meeting online friends for the first time might've been weird except for the fact that the only thing we really didn't know about each other was our bodies and general social habits. We knew each other, just not in person. I'm actually set to go visit one of them again next month! It's rather exciting. I enjoyed going to Colorado in my youth, and I'm hoping this is something similarly pleasant.
I visited my grandmother for a weekend about a month ago. All this traveling (on my own, no less) is weird, at least in a personally historical sense, but I'm getting the hang of it. I go alone to meet another, and then there is impetus to do things. Simple.
I just enjoyed a series on the history of science, first episode here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pii_PVrYpOw. Overall I found it too general. A lot of it just made me itch for more information, which...I don't know about you, but I rather fail at research most days. If I were the researching kind, I'd probably be knee-deep in the history of electricity at this point!
This reminds me of something my therapist told me: that I'm always doing things, even as I protest I haven't. That I'm bored. It takes a lot to keep me interested, I guess? I can barely abide ten minutes of doing nothing, never mind an entire day. So I read a lot, and watch TV online a good bit. I'm quite tempted to start season 3 of Teen Wolf, even though I know it's utterly unworthy of my time.
I'm planning on altering my work schedule, which is scary, but I'm unfulfilled right now. My students that won't practice fill me with a surprising amount of anger. And thus, I shall fire them. :) I'm also going to stop babysitting, I think. It's just not something I like to do all the time, nor do I actually need the money. I do intend to step up my time at dad's office, though. I've been out three weeks, and things just keep piling up...not to mention it's the best pay of them all: approval and a good rate.
I've applied for two (three?) jobs in the past year and a bit, time to step that up too... can't find fulfillment without searching, you know. It's getting easier every time I type in a search, but still scary. Not sure it ever won't be. Life goes on.