After months of texting, and emailing, and phone calls, and meetings, and planning, and, and, and... everyone is now on vacation, and I find myself confused when I look at my phone and I don't have 40 texts to read, and my email isn't full...
I am not sure I like it... someone text me. I am at a loss....
As I sit here doing my wonderful second job I am simply amazed at what I have accomplished. Seven years ago I quit my job in the theatre and put myself in the hands of fate and hard work. Now I work professionally in a completely new field. I am certified, and achieved that in half the time expected. I have two wonderful jobs where I am able to work with people that I truly love and I feel very happy to be around every day.
I have been twice blessed professionally, first in Theatre and now in ASL Interpreting. I don't begin to think very much luck is involved in either of these roads; mostly it has been who I know and my ability to work hard while still having fun.
I am truly happy with my work, and have been blessed my whole life with the ability to say that, "I am TRULY happy with my work." I hope you are as fortunate as I am.
I have decided that Milky Way are much more delicious than Three Musketeers. It is decided. However they are both still inferior to a snickers.
You may ask how I have come to this conclusion while I am on Jenny Craig and am actively trying to loose weight... You should just mind you own business. Seriously... Shut up. Don't be a bully, be a friend.
So when I look back through the days between today at November 3rd when this mess all started I am suprised about how much of the daily drama I have fogotten. There was simply so much of it on a daily basis that I cantt remember it all... The whole time has been very stressful and overwhelming.
This makes me wonder... if I can't remember it, was it worth stressing over? When your life takes over and keeps throwing crap at you, knocking you down and the second you feel yourself finally trying to get back up you get smacked down again, but you don't remember what it is a month later... maybe you are just stuck in the pessimism of being smacked down.
Maybe those things wouldn't even be bumps in the road during a normal time. Maybe you would have just taken a deep breath and that stresser would have disappeared with the exhale. Maybe, just maybe, putting your head down and hoping it will be over soon just causes it to go on for a while longer cause you can't see what is bonking you on the top of the head is really something positive and you are missing out.
Maybe I can spread some positivity during the hell I am wading through and bring myself out of it in the process.
I don't know just thinking out loud here peeps! I have missed you all, hope I am not gone so long this time.