She's Alive!!!
Okay so maybe that's not so completely shocking...I've been trying really hard to catch up with everyone, with what I think is moderate success. It's been so damn long since I posted I don't remember what I've said and what I haven't, so I'm going to operate under the assumption that I haven't said most of what I'm about to type. (Sorry for those who read this and already know.)
So the last six months have been interesting. I completely failed out of UW-M, even got a letter telling me I won't be welcome back until Winterim 2009, and only then if I can prove I'm ready to commit to college. As most of you can guess, my parents were not exactly thrilled by this repeat occurance in college, though they knew it was coming since around March when my dad finally confronted me about how school was going. I can embroider things when talking to mom, but I just can't with my dad. Result of all this funness was that my mother decide no if and's or but's about that I need more help then she was able to give and said I was (in no uncertain terms going to get therapy) (for those who know her, Margaret encouraged this decision).
So in April I started meeting with Leann. I'll admit it, I was terrified at first. I've heard so many therapy horror stories I was worried I was going to go through the same. I, however, lucked out, Leann rocks! It has really helped me turn things around and feel more in balance about where I'm going. I won't go into all the sordid details, the gist of it is, is that as result of many of the things I've discovered/acknowledged about myself in therapy, I'm exploring accounting as a possible career path. I'll be graduating in December with a general associates degree, and come January will be applying for a full-time job and taking sometime off of school.
I figure for financial reasons I'll probably be living with my parents for at least the next 2-3 years. Not ideal, but I am determined to get my sorry behind out of debt, and buy a home of my own.
Work has it's ups and downs. My bosses are selling the shop, which is not at all unexpected, but in the course of about a month, all three of the other baristas have either put in their notice or been replaced. Lucky, the last one hasn't found a job yet and has agreed to stick around until we replace her or she finds a job. This is awesome! Especially since a.) we haven't replaced her, and b.) FARMER'S MARKET has started. Farmer's sucks, it's usually 3+ hours of solid customers and there are at least 3 of us behind the bar sometimes (thankfully) more.
Other than all that, life in general is looking up. The boy part of life is getting mighty interesting but nothing I care to share at the moment. :) Progress is being made on my parents house, slowly but surely, and I hope to be able to have people come visit me in a few months if they are interested.
So this is me wishing well to all, particularly to BBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEESSSSSS and Ellie!
Oh and kudos to Ellie's couch for being ever so willing to double as a bed for us wanderers!
So the last six months have been interesting. I completely failed out of UW-M, even got a letter telling me I won't be welcome back until Winterim 2009, and only then if I can prove I'm ready to commit to college. As most of you can guess, my parents were not exactly thrilled by this repeat occurance in college, though they knew it was coming since around March when my dad finally confronted me about how school was going. I can embroider things when talking to mom, but I just can't with my dad. Result of all this funness was that my mother decide no if and's or but's about that I need more help then she was able to give and said I was (in no uncertain terms going to get therapy) (for those who know her, Margaret encouraged this decision).
So in April I started meeting with Leann. I'll admit it, I was terrified at first. I've heard so many therapy horror stories I was worried I was going to go through the same. I, however, lucked out, Leann rocks! It has really helped me turn things around and feel more in balance about where I'm going. I won't go into all the sordid details, the gist of it is, is that as result of many of the things I've discovered/acknowledged about myself in therapy, I'm exploring accounting as a possible career path. I'll be graduating in December with a general associates degree, and come January will be applying for a full-time job and taking sometime off of school.
I figure for financial reasons I'll probably be living with my parents for at least the next 2-3 years. Not ideal, but I am determined to get my sorry behind out of debt, and buy a home of my own.
Work has it's ups and downs. My bosses are selling the shop, which is not at all unexpected, but in the course of about a month, all three of the other baristas have either put in their notice or been replaced. Lucky, the last one hasn't found a job yet and has agreed to stick around until we replace her or she finds a job. This is awesome! Especially since a.) we haven't replaced her, and b.) FARMER'S MARKET has started. Farmer's sucks, it's usually 3+ hours of solid customers and there are at least 3 of us behind the bar sometimes (thankfully) more.
Other than all that, life in general is looking up. The boy part of life is getting mighty interesting but nothing I care to share at the moment. :) Progress is being made on my parents house, slowly but surely, and I hope to be able to have people come visit me in a few months if they are interested.
So this is me wishing well to all, particularly to BBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEESSSSSS and Ellie!
Oh and kudos to Ellie's couch for being ever so willing to double as a bed for us wanderers!