Hey Folks
Testing...is this thing on? Is anyone reading this?
Give me a heads up if you are. Don't do anything if you aren't and, you know, I'll figure it out.
I'm afraid I'm being rather boring these days. Working with kids, living with Ryan, getting older. I think I'm just going to tell people I'm thirty when they ask, that way when I actually turn thirty, it won't be a novety. Hell, if we didn't base our numbers and math on a base ten system, we wouldn't freak out so much about tens. Say we did base 12 for instance. 36 would be everyone's freakout year. 36 might still be everyone's freakout year. (Or is it that it would be 30, but numerically the value would be 36? I don't get base ten. Help.)
Personally, I'm looking forward to the end of my twenties, I just hope my maturity level, job prospects and overall outlook catches up in time, and I don't become one of those terminal twentysomething thirtysomethings who hang out at college parties. I may be speaking about a couple of specific people who don't read this blog.
I still feel very young. That might garnish a hell yeah, but I don't know if it's a good thing. I think I should feel like I'm getting older. I certainly don't want my age to ever surprise me. I am getting some wrinkles, so hopefully my brain will start getting the idea that it's time to be better at being an adult. Working with kids can make me feel old, but in a sort of obselete way. Working with my coworkers makes me feel even older because they are mostly high school students. Still, it's charming to be asked by a barely-child if I have my driver's license. Bless you, when you were born I was ten.
It does bring me back to the fact however that I am doing a job that for many, is a starter to something else, and for me it just is what I am doing right now. It smacks a little of keeping a summer job for a little too long. Still, when I look at craigslist, the options for full time employment do not appear to me to be a starter job to something I want to pursue. So, I'm going to take this chance that I really should have taken over a year ago, and try to get some insight to what I am interested in doing. This Wednesday I have an interview of sorts for a volunteer archival position at Cal. I have no idea what to expect, but if I am invited to help, I will learn pretty quickly if this interests me. If not, obviously I'm still gonna help until I'm not needed, but I will know to look elsewhere for career paths. This isn't a huge step, I know, but it's a step I've been afraid to take for years. Having even a whisper of a goal feels stabilizing.
Also, I did laundry today. Baby steps.
Give me a heads up if you are. Don't do anything if you aren't and, you know, I'll figure it out.
I'm afraid I'm being rather boring these days. Working with kids, living with Ryan, getting older. I think I'm just going to tell people I'm thirty when they ask, that way when I actually turn thirty, it won't be a novety. Hell, if we didn't base our numbers and math on a base ten system, we wouldn't freak out so much about tens. Say we did base 12 for instance. 36 would be everyone's freakout year. 36 might still be everyone's freakout year. (Or is it that it would be 30, but numerically the value would be 36? I don't get base ten. Help.)
Personally, I'm looking forward to the end of my twenties, I just hope my maturity level, job prospects and overall outlook catches up in time, and I don't become one of those terminal twentysomething thirtysomethings who hang out at college parties. I may be speaking about a couple of specific people who don't read this blog.
I still feel very young. That might garnish a hell yeah, but I don't know if it's a good thing. I think I should feel like I'm getting older. I certainly don't want my age to ever surprise me. I am getting some wrinkles, so hopefully my brain will start getting the idea that it's time to be better at being an adult. Working with kids can make me feel old, but in a sort of obselete way. Working with my coworkers makes me feel even older because they are mostly high school students. Still, it's charming to be asked by a barely-child if I have my driver's license. Bless you, when you were born I was ten.
It does bring me back to the fact however that I am doing a job that for many, is a starter to something else, and for me it just is what I am doing right now. It smacks a little of keeping a summer job for a little too long. Still, when I look at craigslist, the options for full time employment do not appear to me to be a starter job to something I want to pursue. So, I'm going to take this chance that I really should have taken over a year ago, and try to get some insight to what I am interested in doing. This Wednesday I have an interview of sorts for a volunteer archival position at Cal. I have no idea what to expect, but if I am invited to help, I will learn pretty quickly if this interests me. If not, obviously I'm still gonna help until I'm not needed, but I will know to look elsewhere for career paths. This isn't a huge step, I know, but it's a step I've been afraid to take for years. Having even a whisper of a goal feels stabilizing.
Also, I did laundry today. Baby steps.