So, I've neglected this journal for far too long. I'm more of a lurker. I like reading about what's going on with everyone else. I've really been feeling the need to update, though. This'll be a long one.
As you know, I was fired a few months ago and I was very angry about it. Now I see it as a blessing. I've since found a great job. I'm still a Nanny, but I'm enjoying it much more now. Sure, the kids can be superbrats at times, but at least the day doesn't drag. I work a little less than 20 hours a week and I have a three-day weekend. I'm actually making more than I was at my last position. I was due for a raise at the end of November, and I got it. A two-dollar raise! :) I really feel appreciated in this position and, in turn, I'm much more productive. The last people I worked for are snobs, I now realize. These people are real. They're not scared of pets messing up the house, they joke around, they're pretty laid-back, etc. It's nice. And the surroundings are beautiful. The community is in the hills, hidden away next to a country club. Lots of richies up there, but so far no one's been too pretentious. So yeah. I'm damn lucky. I can't believe I even tolerated that other job.
I've moved yet again. Our apartment was really nice and everything, but living in a complex has its limits. We also wanted to get into San Jose as we'd planned from the beginning. Finding a house to rent was our goal, but we couldn't find one in a good location/in our budget. Finally, though, we chanced upon an awesome condo in a nice neighborhood. It's in south San Jose and it's about two blocks away from the house I grew up in! The place has everything we wanted. A fireplace, washer/dryer, garage, 2 beds/2baths, pets allowed, etc. Oh, and it's a downstairs unit. It made it so much easier to move! There's also a tennis court on the property, as well as a pool and a hot tub. I was ecstatic that we got this place. I want to have a housewarming party of sorts soon. Especially since no one really saw our last place. That brings me to another issue...
It's kind of frustrating that the only time I see friends involves going to the central valley. I don't mind doing it every once in a while, but it's every time. I kinda feel like, if I do every have a party or something, will anyone from the valley even show? This is the second time I've moved out of the area to find that no one's willing to visit. I haven't seen one friend in almost a year, yet I've definitely made the effort to. I'm tired of always being the one who makes an effort. It's pretty much been like that my whole life with friends, save for a rare few. It's been next to impossible to make friends here. Work is definitely not suited for that. School hasn't been as helpful as I had hoped. There are a couple of old friends that I left behind when I moved when I was nine, but they're different people now. Although I doubt we have nothing in common anymore, I'll probably still try to rekindle the friendship. One of them is open to getting together, except she's moving to the other side of the country next month. So really, what's the point? I love hanging out with Michael, but I need a more social life. I know that he does, too.
I'm now a member of the Rosicrucian Order, or AMORC (Ancient and Mystical Order Rosae Crucis). I joined a couple of months ago. They send packets in the mail for me to study. It's very exciting. I feel like I'm opening up a new chapter in my life. There is so much more out there. It's overwhelming. I feel fortunate that they headquarters are, like, twenty minutes away. I can't wait to see the museum and to just wander around the grounds. It's a beautiful place.
I would really like to do more with my time. My goals are to learn Spanish, learn piano and guitar, work out more regularly, eat better, etc. I want to be a well-rounded person. I really just want to enrich my life and absorb everything that I can. I want to make my spare bedroom into a sanctuary where I can read, meditate, visualize, etc. I can't wait til we get completely unpacked. Cleaning out the old apartment was a bitch. My hands were literally sore from scrubbing. We got a good chunk of the deposit back, so it was worth it.
Ah, it feels good to lay everything out. I think I'll start writing once a week, even if it's purely so that I have something to look back on in the future.