2007 was the year of NO POSTING
I recently decided to look over my posts and came to realize that I've been absent from my own journal for over a year. (Not to say that I haven't been lurking on several other journals the entire time. This is me we're talking about.) This may largely be due to the crazy amount of things that happened during that time.
Just for fun, let's make it a game, shall we? Which one of these things did not happen during 2007?
1) I got fatter.
2) I moved in with a Vietnamese family and became a nanny for them.
3) I got a full-time job.
4) My parents separated and are divorcing after 30+ years of marriage.
…
Give up?
Ha ha! Just Kidding. They ALL happened! Holy shit!
For the record, the Vietnamese family is the family of a dear friend of mine. I desperately needed somewhere to stay to get away from the looming and ever-present depression of what was happening in my family, and they opened their arms to me. It was like coming in from an awful storm to a warm hearth and a cup of cocoa, and best of all, I wasn't alone anymore. The least I could do in return for their hospitality was to help run errands and look after the boys. I still consider myself as owing them one.
As for me getting fatter… not a whole lot of surprise there.
The job came via a friend of mine who gave me a scoop on an opening in her department. I drove across the state for the interview and managed to land the job. It's a good entry-level position for a mildly intelligent lass who was somewhat hosed by her education and still has a lot to learn. I'm learning more and more daily, about the programs I'm using as well as concepts of office politics. Which I suck at.
There's no long, horrible story behind me sucking. I just don't realize that I've said the wrong thing until the person reacts, and then it's usually too late. I'm just kinda worried that someday I'll mouth-off a little too much to the wrong person, and there will be Repercussions. Note the capital "R".
I'm going to try to post more, for a couple of reasons. First, because I can't remember things. My brother is a great story teller with lots of anecdotes, and I've always wanted to tell stories, too. I know I've had fun times, but they never stay in my head long enough for me to retell them. I'm hoping if I write them down, I can go back through my journal and go, "Oh yeah... That one time..." or something.
And the second reason is because I've been reading other peoples journals lately and enjoying it. They aren't posting about anything other than their day-to-day stuff, but it's still fun to read. So maybe by writing in my journal more often, I'll be contributing in a similar form.
Ha. Whatever. For some reason typing a handfull of paragraphs has sucked the life out of me. I need to focus on something else or all will be lost.
Just for fun, let's make it a game, shall we? Which one of these things did not happen during 2007?
1) I got fatter.
2) I moved in with a Vietnamese family and became a nanny for them.
3) I got a full-time job.
4) My parents separated and are divorcing after 30+ years of marriage.
…
Give up?
Ha ha! Just Kidding. They ALL happened! Holy shit!
For the record, the Vietnamese family is the family of a dear friend of mine. I desperately needed somewhere to stay to get away from the looming and ever-present depression of what was happening in my family, and they opened their arms to me. It was like coming in from an awful storm to a warm hearth and a cup of cocoa, and best of all, I wasn't alone anymore. The least I could do in return for their hospitality was to help run errands and look after the boys. I still consider myself as owing them one.
As for me getting fatter… not a whole lot of surprise there.
The job came via a friend of mine who gave me a scoop on an opening in her department. I drove across the state for the interview and managed to land the job. It's a good entry-level position for a mildly intelligent lass who was somewhat hosed by her education and still has a lot to learn. I'm learning more and more daily, about the programs I'm using as well as concepts of office politics. Which I suck at.
There's no long, horrible story behind me sucking. I just don't realize that I've said the wrong thing until the person reacts, and then it's usually too late. I'm just kinda worried that someday I'll mouth-off a little too much to the wrong person, and there will be Repercussions. Note the capital "R".
I'm going to try to post more, for a couple of reasons. First, because I can't remember things. My brother is a great story teller with lots of anecdotes, and I've always wanted to tell stories, too. I know I've had fun times, but they never stay in my head long enough for me to retell them. I'm hoping if I write them down, I can go back through my journal and go, "Oh yeah... That one time..." or something.
And the second reason is because I've been reading other peoples journals lately and enjoying it. They aren't posting about anything other than their day-to-day stuff, but it's still fun to read. So maybe by writing in my journal more often, I'll be contributing in a similar form.
Ha. Whatever. For some reason typing a handfull of paragraphs has sucked the life out of me. I need to focus on something else or all will be lost.