update!
So hi, it's been a while.
I'm not dead, I just tend to update on http://dietsarecrap.blogspot.com
Things are going along like they do. I probably shouldn't be updating in this temper, but I am. My job is becoming that: a job. I think I would have been fine if I hadn't been burned out during the month of May. It was just one week after another of more and more hours. And the more I worked, the less my client work, the more resentful I became. The more I hated watching my tax dollars go to this...and then it was like waking up when you're awake and you can't go back to sleep. Bam. I was just done.
I'm not leaving the job because I maintain the brief glimmer of hope that I'll wake up and be like wow I love my job. But for now, I'm just pushing ahead, half speed.
Enough about work.
I shouldnt even be complaining, poor Chadd has the rough end of the stick. He works nights from 3pm and these days, until 3. Works weekends, etc. I just wish I got the car, lol.
Things are good in that world. It's odd to live with him and never see him. But at least we have the weekends.
In other news, I'm going to get my personal training license. I've requested information from Stanford's business school (which boasts an entrepreneurial degree with elective classes with emphasis in sports managment). I guess that's the good news, I've gotten the kick I needed to move on.
It'd be hard to leave our condo though. While Chadd was out of town for work, I painted the living room, bathroom, and the kitchen. I haven't gotten to our bedroom yet since Chadd's massive tv scares me and if I broke it, I'd rather die.
Who knows, nothing for sure yet.
My brother has now graduated from Trinity, which makes me old and him about to have the best summer ever. I can't believe he's leaving to go to college (colorado school of mines--the MIT of the west).
and that's the update.
I'm not dead, I just tend to update on http://dietsarecrap.blogspot.com
Things are going along like they do. I probably shouldn't be updating in this temper, but I am. My job is becoming that: a job. I think I would have been fine if I hadn't been burned out during the month of May. It was just one week after another of more and more hours. And the more I worked, the less my client work, the more resentful I became. The more I hated watching my tax dollars go to this...and then it was like waking up when you're awake and you can't go back to sleep. Bam. I was just done.
I'm not leaving the job because I maintain the brief glimmer of hope that I'll wake up and be like wow I love my job. But for now, I'm just pushing ahead, half speed.
Enough about work.
I shouldnt even be complaining, poor Chadd has the rough end of the stick. He works nights from 3pm and these days, until 3. Works weekends, etc. I just wish I got the car, lol.
Things are good in that world. It's odd to live with him and never see him. But at least we have the weekends.
In other news, I'm going to get my personal training license. I've requested information from Stanford's business school (which boasts an entrepreneurial degree with elective classes with emphasis in sports managment). I guess that's the good news, I've gotten the kick I needed to move on.
It'd be hard to leave our condo though. While Chadd was out of town for work, I painted the living room, bathroom, and the kitchen. I haven't gotten to our bedroom yet since Chadd's massive tv scares me and if I broke it, I'd rather die.
Who knows, nothing for sure yet.
My brother has now graduated from Trinity, which makes me old and him about to have the best summer ever. I can't believe he's leaving to go to college (colorado school of mines--the MIT of the west).
and that's the update.