I took a vacation; my palate got clean...
It has been quite some time I’ve updated and I suppose there are a number of things that I could ramble on about that have transpired over the past month or so, but it seems like a moot point to go insanely retroactive. Besides, leaving it as “…a number of things….have transpired over the past month or so…” makes it sound that I’ve been busy doing really interesting and cool things. Clearly that isn’t the case, but it is always nice to pretend.
In what appears to be a continuing trend, my free time seems to be taken over by all things work-related. I spent last weekend and all of last week serving as a counselor at a “camp” for disabled high school students. I’m actually going back again this weekend to help with the “camp” for college-aged kids. The trip to D.C. is two weeks away, so I’ve been working away on all of our presentation material. Etc., etc., etc. I think you get the point I am trying to make here. Like I’ve said before, there are both positives and negatives to throwing yourself into work as a means of distraction….
I have made valiant (albeit minimal) attempts to function outside of the work enviorment. I was able to go to Erin's bridal shower on my way to Ames a couple weeks ago. I knew noone there, outside of her immediate family, but it was all in the name of 2006: Get Hitched or Die Tryin'. Erin had asked me a week or before the shower if I would be willing to be a guestbook attendant at her wedding, so I'd be lying if there wasn't a feeling of obligation in attending. Clearly I am very important to her wedding/marital union and I take my duties very seriously. Ha!
I stopped by Dennetta and Andy's on Saturday, after it dawned on me that I hadn't seen them - or even really talked them at all - since their wedding. It was nice to catch up, and they seemed really....happy. Marriage obviously is agreeing with both of them and I couldn't be more pleased. On Sunday, I had a friend from high school stop by on his way to Chicago. He moved to Savannah after graduation, and I think this was the first time I had seem him since. To make a point of exactly how long it has been since I've seen Jonathan, I should also mention that he graduated high school two years before me. We were fairly close during high school so it was definitely a jolt to the system to see him after that lapse in time - a good jolt, however.
The remainder of my outside-of-work adventures include coworkers, almost negating the term "outside-of-work altogether. My issue with socializing with coworkers is that it is hard to steer conversation away from work-related topics. Last night proved to be a good example of this, as I went out for drinks with three girls who had also been counselors at the aforementioned camp. Despite the camp-centric conversation, everyone had a good time.
On the moving front: I’ve essentially decided on staying put - for one more year. There is a part of me that is very relieved at the decision, and there is an equal part that is highly disappointed. I feel like my mind was made up on the matter quite some time ago, but I didn’t want to voice it or really commit to the decision then because just the prospect of uprooting my life to a new locale kept me going. It is hard to say right now if I made the decision based on actual thought, or if I simply succumb to the exhaustion of dragging my feet. We’ll never really know, I suppose.
I feel like I've babbled on enough (or too much, rather), but I wanted to end on a slightly more interesting/interactive note. Over the past few weeks or so, Matthew has been making claims that I bare a resemblance to this person (and here is a link to a picture that apparently illustrates this resemblance best). I think we have another Curly Sue/Alisan Porter situation on our hands, where I look like someone only when they are in the midst of their awkward or unattractive phase. Agree or disagree?
In what appears to be a continuing trend, my free time seems to be taken over by all things work-related. I spent last weekend and all of last week serving as a counselor at a “camp” for disabled high school students. I’m actually going back again this weekend to help with the “camp” for college-aged kids. The trip to D.C. is two weeks away, so I’ve been working away on all of our presentation material. Etc., etc., etc. I think you get the point I am trying to make here. Like I’ve said before, there are both positives and negatives to throwing yourself into work as a means of distraction….
I have made valiant (albeit minimal) attempts to function outside of the work enviorment. I was able to go to Erin's bridal shower on my way to Ames a couple weeks ago. I knew noone there, outside of her immediate family, but it was all in the name of 2006: Get Hitched or Die Tryin'. Erin had asked me a week or before the shower if I would be willing to be a guestbook attendant at her wedding, so I'd be lying if there wasn't a feeling of obligation in attending. Clearly I am very important to her wedding/marital union and I take my duties very seriously. Ha!
I stopped by Dennetta and Andy's on Saturday, after it dawned on me that I hadn't seen them - or even really talked them at all - since their wedding. It was nice to catch up, and they seemed really....happy. Marriage obviously is agreeing with both of them and I couldn't be more pleased. On Sunday, I had a friend from high school stop by on his way to Chicago. He moved to Savannah after graduation, and I think this was the first time I had seem him since. To make a point of exactly how long it has been since I've seen Jonathan, I should also mention that he graduated high school two years before me. We were fairly close during high school so it was definitely a jolt to the system to see him after that lapse in time - a good jolt, however.
The remainder of my outside-of-work adventures include coworkers, almost negating the term "outside-of-work altogether. My issue with socializing with coworkers is that it is hard to steer conversation away from work-related topics. Last night proved to be a good example of this, as I went out for drinks with three girls who had also been counselors at the aforementioned camp. Despite the camp-centric conversation, everyone had a good time.
On the moving front: I’ve essentially decided on staying put - for one more year. There is a part of me that is very relieved at the decision, and there is an equal part that is highly disappointed. I feel like my mind was made up on the matter quite some time ago, but I didn’t want to voice it or really commit to the decision then because just the prospect of uprooting my life to a new locale kept me going. It is hard to say right now if I made the decision based on actual thought, or if I simply succumb to the exhaustion of dragging my feet. We’ll never really know, I suppose.
I feel like I've babbled on enough (or too much, rather), but I wanted to end on a slightly more interesting/interactive note. Over the past few weeks or so, Matthew has been making claims that I bare a resemblance to this person (and here is a link to a picture that apparently illustrates this resemblance best). I think we have another Curly Sue/Alisan Porter situation on our hands, where I look like someone only when they are in the midst of their awkward or unattractive phase. Agree or disagree?
