Hey Katie… how have you been?
Busy… like crazy busy. Like I think I’m losing my brain busy.
Wow, that sounds stressful.
You have no idea.
This is the conversation I’ve been dealing with for maybe the past three weeks. A few aspects will contribute to this though.
A. I got a temporary promotion. It sounds weird and it is. I’m basically taking care of the new employees and making sure that they don’t quit. Which really isn’t working right now since a few of them left already. Like never came back. There’s a black-hole somewhere in Buffalo where my employees just fall into.
I really shouldn’t joke about that, this area has a common annoyance of nuclear problems left from people who are dumb-asses and don’t know how to take care of their waste. It’s nasty
Anywhoo, the hours are the same but I’ve gone from sitting on my ass for 8 hrs straight to walking my ass 8 hrs straight. It’s good, I think I lost a pant size already.
B. It’s the summer. During the summer, I’m usually non-existent. Most people wonder where I am, a lot.
I hide.
Seriously though, this area has 4 months of sunshine and then we all turn into evil little bastards who don’t like the world. Snow does hideous things to people.
Chilling with friends is big. I wasn’t blessed with a huge family with thousands of cousins that you need to interrogate anyone you plan on sleeping with at a party. Just in case.
So my friends are huge. Like planet huge. And they’re awesome.
C. From my last post. My mind has been in a million places at once. I’m trying to get my outlook taken care of. Not the computer system, but my outlook in life.
Have you ever questioned your existence? Like what we live for. Why do we get up each day and do the things that we do? What’s the point in some things and should we be doing more of others?
Don’t worry, I’m not joining the peace corps. But I would if I didn’t have kids.
Ya’ll will or should know that I’m at a tender age of 22. My life is just starting. And it didn’t start in the beginning like it should, the early middle was crap, so I’m trying to make sure that the rest of my days are better.
Honestly, I don’t want to be 30 and miserable. Not that being 30 is being miserable, it’s that’s the age I’m thinking “Ok, I’ve done this-this and this and this is what’s become of it. Did I do a good job?” Every decision you make today will affect you tomorrow but you can’t chance fate.
Speaking of her, she’s been sneaky lately.
Busy… like crazy busy. Like I think I’m losing my brain busy.
Wow, that sounds stressful.
You have no idea.
This is the conversation I’ve been dealing with for maybe the past three weeks. A few aspects will contribute to this though.
A. I got a temporary promotion. It sounds weird and it is. I’m basically taking care of the new employees and making sure that they don’t quit. Which really isn’t working right now since a few of them left already. Like never came back. There’s a black-hole somewhere in Buffalo where my employees just fall into.
I really shouldn’t joke about that, this area has a common annoyance of nuclear problems left from people who are dumb-asses and don’t know how to take care of their waste. It’s nasty
Anywhoo, the hours are the same but I’ve gone from sitting on my ass for 8 hrs straight to walking my ass 8 hrs straight. It’s good, I think I lost a pant size already.
B. It’s the summer. During the summer, I’m usually non-existent. Most people wonder where I am, a lot.
I hide.
Seriously though, this area has 4 months of sunshine and then we all turn into evil little bastards who don’t like the world. Snow does hideous things to people.
Chilling with friends is big. I wasn’t blessed with a huge family with thousands of cousins that you need to interrogate anyone you plan on sleeping with at a party. Just in case.
So my friends are huge. Like planet huge. And they’re awesome.
C. From my last post. My mind has been in a million places at once. I’m trying to get my outlook taken care of. Not the computer system, but my outlook in life.
Have you ever questioned your existence? Like what we live for. Why do we get up each day and do the things that we do? What’s the point in some things and should we be doing more of others?
Don’t worry, I’m not joining the peace corps. But I would if I didn’t have kids.
Ya’ll will or should know that I’m at a tender age of 22. My life is just starting. And it didn’t start in the beginning like it should, the early middle was crap, so I’m trying to make sure that the rest of my days are better.
Honestly, I don’t want to be 30 and miserable. Not that being 30 is being miserable, it’s that’s the age I’m thinking “Ok, I’ve done this-this and this and this is what’s become of it. Did I do a good job?” Every decision you make today will affect you tomorrow but you can’t chance fate.
Speaking of her, she’s been sneaky lately.
In a really good way.
I think those thoughts a lot actually, so you are not alone. It's good to ask yourself those hard questions....give yourself long and short term goals so you're working towards something. Discover and pursue things you're passionate about. To help you get started, ask yourself what I asked myself to get me started...how do you want to be remembered? what is something(s) you would love to do? What makes you genuinely happy? Whatever these answers are...make your life about them. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's really funny how the things we think are stressfull change over time. I think of what life was like before kids and wonder how I could have possibly thought any of that was actual stress. For me the biggest thing is learning how to deal with the stress...outside of stuffing my face :)
ReplyDeleteI too think about those things and lately it's been more than a lot. Like do I want to be married to someone that doesn't support me in ALL my endeavors...do I really want to do the Medical Transcriptionist thing or am I just wasting my time when I could be using that energy to making my shop SOMETHING...*sigh* Sorry, just had to get that out...I feel better!
ReplyDeleteI'm 25 and am AFRAID of turing 30 because of the reason you said. I DON'T want to be miserable!!
Funny, I feel the same way, except I need to figure it out before I'm 40! :-)
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