I have yet again started a new job. I seriously hope this is the last time because I cannot handle going on interviews again and starting all over. I'm pretty excited about this job, the owners of the company are really nice and outgoing and so are the rest of the people that work there. I got this job on my own, I actually found the ad on craigslist. So after everything that I went through working for a temp agency I just needed a little bit of luck and the right job. The best part about the new job is that it's five minutes away from the house, exactly what I wanted.
Besides the new job things have been pretty quiet around here still. I feel like I've lost my ability to write funny blog entries, and when you have to try that's how you know it's not meant to be. I celebrated my 26th birthday this past week and it was overall okay. The actual day of my birthday was a little lame but I husband made up for it for the rest of the weekend. It really should be my birthday weekend every weekend, I think that would make it a better world.
I will admit that having Jake around is amazing. I wonder if this is how it feels like to have kids, except I wanted a dog. Sometimes I look at him and just smile. Except now my house has become super dirty and there's dog hair EVERYWHERE. I have always hated going to people's houses that have dog hair and its gets all over your clothes. Well, now that's my house. Poor husband, he now has to deal with Jake hair and Merle hair everywhere. It only makes sense I would find a dog that sheds more than me.
For some reason I've been extremely emo recently. I think it has something to do with growing up. I became a teacher straight out of college and from there I got married. I never had a chance to breath and really think about what I wanted from life. I think that's why I have been such a failure this past year. There are so many things that I want to accomplish, from putting money into home improvements to getting a new car. I can't do those things unless I am making money. I guess I've been feeling like a professional failure because I feel like I have a college diploma and haven't accomplished much in my life. But, I like what I do right now. I like being a receptionist and helping in a office. Do I want to be more? Yes, sometimes I do but I don't know what that is. Life is difficult and I honestly think it's not meat to be figured out. Right now I'm working on being a better Mrs. Merle. It's not going so well so I should probably work harder at it.
I can totally relate love. Life is undiagnosable and has a grim prognosis. But we can liven it up every once in a while :)
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