The places I go are never there
I miss him.
Okay, I just had to start off with that. Life is alright. I just got a cool new job offer. Teen coordinator at the Y. It's funny. I always grew up wanting to be like my dad, and I still want to be a music educator, however, this job is more like following my mother. Well, I guess you do grow up and turn into your parents in some sense. I know not everyone wants that, but I'm okay with where it's going for the moment. Actually, I'm excited about this position. Should be a fun challenge. Plus, it's the Y. I LOVE the Appleton Y! My small group is wonderful. I love them. My church is an awesome home with cool people, and the services are great. My job at Target, well it's alright. I'm going to cut back on my hours so I'm not running myself ragged. Perhaps it is just that I'm lazy. I just don't want to work 12-16hr days. I can't handle it. I worked 8hrs this morning, and I just couldn't go to the Y. Too much. My apartment is going well. I'm doing okay with my roommate. So long as we don't discuss my love-life, it's all okay.
Speaking of, that's fairly wondrous too. My boyfriend is sweet and wonderful and awesome. Too bad he lives like 50hrs away. Okay, I hyperbolize. Still, talking is great, but spending time together this weekend was simply wonderful and a really great thing for us. We connected more than we have in the past. I think it was doing activities that don't involve computers or dvd players. We learned tons, such as, we're both controlling people that have specific ways about themselves. However, it can be helpful and memorable to let someone else help out, offer input or (gasp) take the lead.
Anywho, I'm grateful for everything I have. Even my family. Usually going home to Milwaukee makes me incredibly sad and depressed, but this Thanksgiving was different. It started out not so great. I fell down the stairs because my brother had put all of his stuff at the top of it and I tried to step over it. I yelled at him, sorta. My mom yelled at him. He yelled back. Welcome home. However, we went over to my dad's for Thanksgiving, as always, and it was wonderful. What usually happens is that we eat and then my mom and dad and I watch some movie or tv show my dad's recorded while my brother plays on the internet in the other room. This year, though, my dad had no internet or cable, so we all sat together and talked for a while. Then we watched the movie Get Smart. It was awesome. My little brother, who I often think doesn't like us, was talkative and funny. It was great. Fun times. Shopping with my mom on Black Friday was also awesome. I liked it all.
So overall, I'm grateful for life and whatnot. It's spiffy. Well, I should probably get ready for bed now. Work's not going to start any later.
Okay, I just had to start off with that. Life is alright. I just got a cool new job offer. Teen coordinator at the Y. It's funny. I always grew up wanting to be like my dad, and I still want to be a music educator, however, this job is more like following my mother. Well, I guess you do grow up and turn into your parents in some sense. I know not everyone wants that, but I'm okay with where it's going for the moment. Actually, I'm excited about this position. Should be a fun challenge. Plus, it's the Y. I LOVE the Appleton Y! My small group is wonderful. I love them. My church is an awesome home with cool people, and the services are great. My job at Target, well it's alright. I'm going to cut back on my hours so I'm not running myself ragged. Perhaps it is just that I'm lazy. I just don't want to work 12-16hr days. I can't handle it. I worked 8hrs this morning, and I just couldn't go to the Y. Too much. My apartment is going well. I'm doing okay with my roommate. So long as we don't discuss my love-life, it's all okay.
Speaking of, that's fairly wondrous too. My boyfriend is sweet and wonderful and awesome. Too bad he lives like 50hrs away. Okay, I hyperbolize. Still, talking is great, but spending time together this weekend was simply wonderful and a really great thing for us. We connected more than we have in the past. I think it was doing activities that don't involve computers or dvd players. We learned tons, such as, we're both controlling people that have specific ways about themselves. However, it can be helpful and memorable to let someone else help out, offer input or (gasp) take the lead.
Anywho, I'm grateful for everything I have. Even my family. Usually going home to Milwaukee makes me incredibly sad and depressed, but this Thanksgiving was different. It started out not so great. I fell down the stairs because my brother had put all of his stuff at the top of it and I tried to step over it. I yelled at him, sorta. My mom yelled at him. He yelled back. Welcome home. However, we went over to my dad's for Thanksgiving, as always, and it was wonderful. What usually happens is that we eat and then my mom and dad and I watch some movie or tv show my dad's recorded while my brother plays on the internet in the other room. This year, though, my dad had no internet or cable, so we all sat together and talked for a while. Then we watched the movie Get Smart. It was awesome. My little brother, who I often think doesn't like us, was talkative and funny. It was great. Fun times. Shopping with my mom on Black Friday was also awesome. I liked it all.
So overall, I'm grateful for life and whatnot. It's spiffy. Well, I should probably get ready for bed now. Work's not going to start any later.