Archive for the ‘Reflection’ Category

Current status: fulfilled

More than at any other time in my life, I’m living in the right now.
I am happy with things, maybe that’s why.
My new job is excruciatingly busy. I do a lot of work every day. I was just trying to explain to Jeff just how much work I do every day and I couldn’t even [...]

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Back to good

As I reflect on the past couple months of my life, it’s weird to think about how quickly things just go back to normal.
We’re drinking coffee this morning from the couch, while Jeff plays video games and I catch up on blogs from my much-too-busy week. There is no way to stay on top of [...]

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The last piece

I heard through the grape vine today the real reason I lost my last job.
And it’s not really all it’s cracked up to be – the information. I mean sure, I have my closure. I can fall asleep tonight knowing for sure that they didn’t tell me the truth, that they lied to me. But [...]

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Official

So, I’ve finally started telling people, which I guess means I should just say it outloud – I start my new job on Monday!
Weeeeee! On Monday morning, I report to work. Meaning, I will get dressed, and put on make up, and pack a lunch and leave the house to do an actual job that [...]

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What is next

I know I should be writing more.
About the conclusion of this journey that started 19 very long weeks ago. About the journey that ripped me apart and forced me to put myself back together. About the journey that’s forced me to persevere, and see the bright side even when it didn’t seem like there was [...]

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Before I met you…

I never…
…owned a baby dog.
…rocked out at a Widespread Panic, Bob Dylan or a Waterfest show.
…danced. Like for real, not slow-style.
…ate a radish.
…played poker or cribbage.
…drank entire pots of coffee, grocery shopped for one meal at a time, drank (that much) beer that actually tasted good.
…slept with my back to the door, which is a [...]

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Driving stick

I vividly remember the day I learned to drive a stick shift car.
With my best friend in tow (who did not know a thing about driving stick) as my co-pilot, we headed out to “practice” in our suburban town. We must have rolled down that hill on Green Road backwards about 10 times before finally [...]

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Nerves

I don’t quite know what it is that makes me nervous about going on job interviews.
I mean, let’s be realistic, for most of my career I spent my life conducting them. I know how interviews work: Open ended questions and silence until you fill it with your own voice. But even knowing how they work, [...]

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Note to self

Dear young woman (I assume) who searched “everything is not equal in my job” and got to this blog (or, advice I’d give my 10-year-old self as an almost-26-year-old):
Stand up for yourself. Call your human resources person, make a stink. Because you know what I’ve learned, sometimes you actually get more with vinegar than you [...]

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Copy cat

I can’t…
Change my own flat tire. Drink coffee without cream and sugar. Exist without coffee. Stay mad at my dog for more than 42 seconds. Resist drinking all the juice out of those lemon shaped things filled with lemon juice. Live without water, Jeff or chapstick.
I can..
Drive a stick shift car. Eat an entire frozen [...]

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