So I have finally moved into my new place. And I love it. I really do. I love being farther from the "city". I moved out of dirty dirty Stallis where I have spent the past 1.5 years and moved to Franklin. There is a park in my backyard that my sister many years ago had her wedding pictures taken (as did I ironically) that I cannot wait to take my first jog through. There are two beautiful well kept outdoor pools. A beautiful gym. An indoor hot tub and spa. My laundry room and mail slot are both inside my apt building complex (as this past year they were both located outside at another location and that just blew smoke!). And I once again have a small storage space located in the basement for miscellaneous odds and ends.
As for my apartment itself. It is soooo fabulous! It is on the third floor (the highest level so no one is walking above me which I wanted!! YEAH!!) No elevator and I am happy for that. I love being forced to take the stairs. Lord knows I need the extra exercise lately with my recent unexpected weight gain that I am gung-ho to lose! It is spacious with a large balcony. It is more spacious than I thought it would be when I first saw it. My living room fit all my large furniture! My bedroom has so much room and closet space. I have a huge linen closet and pantry. Can you just FEEL my excitement? I really am happy here! I met a young gal of a neighbor already and she states that she is very happy here. She says she never hears nor rarely even sees anyone! No kids, no dogs. Very quiet. Those were the final words I needed to hear. As if I didn't love the place already! :) This is the first time I have moved and felt joy. Happiness. Peace. Contentment. No tears were shed this time. Just calm. And almost a twinge of excitement for this new adventure. This clear hope and expectation that this time... I am on my own, it's my life, and I JUST MIGHT be ok. I don't have to live for anyone else or up to anyone else's expectations like I always believed. Damnit it! I am not going to be drug along in everyone else's mess and shadow anymore. I am not going to be treated like garbage for fear of hurting them or losing them.
So my second night sleeping there... I lost a few friends. I hated that it happened. I was soooo sad to see them go, but some things went down and they didn't care to apologize to me. They didn't care for the way they had been treating me or had been acting around me when I had been seeing them recently and sincerely apologizing (and apologizing...) for my recent mishaps. I never got an 'it's ok.' or 'I forgive you'. I simply got an 'I couldn't deal with it' response. And I guess that meant that was that... They were too good to apologize and recognize theirs. So was this really friendship? Or mere convenience until someone... something better came along? Well guess what? I am not waiting to find out. Yes, it hurt to do it. I am not above the hurt like some others appear to be. The door will never be officially be closed, but right now it is. I don't have time for childish games and being treated like I am so horrible that I deserve such treatment. But anyways... it is what it is and I can't let it bring me down anymore. If I mean anything to them it will come around and we will talk and work it out. And if not, then it will just be a thing of the past.
But anyways... enough of that right?! Funny story about my little miss Sophia, the sneaky little curious devil of a cat that she is. Almost gave me a stinking panic attack!! The second night of moving in and after the second and final run of the night I was unpacking with some of those whom had been helping me out. It had been about a good... almost 2 hours of time passing since we had left the apartment and had come back and started unpacking some things when I paused because I knew something wasn't right.
Me: "Anyone seen Sophia recently?!".
Them: "Oh she is probably just sleeping under the bed, etc. etc."
Me: "Oooooh no. Sophia is a social cat. She doesn't sleep when company is here nor does she 'hide' under the bed".
So we search. And she is NOWHERE. And all I can think of is how she got out of the apartment and has been out for two hours. What if someone grabbed her and has her in their apartment and now I have to go knocking on everyone's door? What if they don't give her back? (She IS a TOTAL sweetheart) What if she got outside?! We will NEVER find her THEN! PLUS I live RIGHT OFF a MAJOR/BUSY road! And the kicker: What if someone calls the front office about a black/white cat they found in building 10502. You know... the cat that I never claimed I even HAVE. Shit. So I am running down the stairs and around each floor. When I finally get to the basement where the laundry room door is... there she is. Probably dehydrated from meowing so much that she can't even get out a sound to cry. OH THANK GOD. So I quickly scoop her up and scold her in my most soothing voice.
"Yous a sassy sassy kitty 'ophia! Your naaaaaughty!" (kiss kiss, pet pet) Ugh. Wait until I have kids right?!
Well last night I cleaned out the old apartment with the old roomie so I am officially done there. Just working on getting the last minor things put away at my new place and then I will be totally settled and life will continue as is. As always, I will keep you updated!
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Now THAT'S Motivation
Irony is:
For the first time in almost a year, allowing yourself to actually sit down on your couch that still feels brand new (though purchased a little over a year ago), flip on the television and allow yourself to watch (real-time) the final episode of a challenge you have been following for the past few months by DVR.. only to have the electricity go out. And there isn't a storm cloud in the sky. And it is 9:30 at night. And you have already packed away all your candles because you are moving. As well as your flashlight. And your phone is only at 15% battery power. And you could read, but you packed away your little reading light too.
Damnit.
Now if that isn't motivation to use what is left of that 15% battery life to find at least one candle to get off your lazy butt and finish up some packing that seriously needs to get done, I don't know what is!
And wouldn't you know... the minute I added my last box to the stack and decided to call it quits for the night... my lights came back on. Huh. And that is how I ended my Wednesday night. Brilliant, God... Brilliant! :-)
For the first time in almost a year, allowing yourself to actually sit down on your couch that still feels brand new (though purchased a little over a year ago), flip on the television and allow yourself to watch (real-time) the final episode of a challenge you have been following for the past few months by DVR.. only to have the electricity go out. And there isn't a storm cloud in the sky. And it is 9:30 at night. And you have already packed away all your candles because you are moving. As well as your flashlight. And your phone is only at 15% battery power. And you could read, but you packed away your little reading light too.
Damnit.
Now if that isn't motivation to use what is left of that 15% battery life to find at least one candle to get off your lazy butt and finish up some packing that seriously needs to get done, I don't know what is!
And wouldn't you know... the minute I added my last box to the stack and decided to call it quits for the night... my lights came back on. Huh. And that is how I ended my Wednesday night. Brilliant, God... Brilliant! :-)
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Last Gal Standing
A little over one year ago I was hired on as gal number 3 to a newly formed department at a medical office. The time has quickly come and gone and changes have been made and my job has randomly changed during this time.
As life would have it, the last gal hired is the last gal fir... nope. None of us were fired. One left because of some life changing events and another left because of the stress caused by current downsizing at the company. Today was her last day.
So now I sit at my desk feeling this strange emptiness. How quickly life changes in a year. How quickly one can get to know someone and then next thing you know you blink and they are gone.
Things didn't end as planned with one of the gals. She was my co-worker, but also my friend. But life is touchy and sometimes certain situations can bring out a side of someone you have never known was there before.
I haven't much to say about that except that I feel the void of a co-worker and friendship lost.
I hope I can get my ass out of here soon too!! Keep your fingers crossed for me everyone!!
Gracias!
As life would have it, the last gal hired is the last gal fir... nope. None of us were fired. One left because of some life changing events and another left because of the stress caused by current downsizing at the company. Today was her last day.
So now I sit at my desk feeling this strange emptiness. How quickly life changes in a year. How quickly one can get to know someone and then next thing you know you blink and they are gone.
Things didn't end as planned with one of the gals. She was my co-worker, but also my friend. But life is touchy and sometimes certain situations can bring out a side of someone you have never known was there before.
I haven't much to say about that except that I feel the void of a co-worker and friendship lost.
I hope I can get my ass out of here soon too!! Keep your fingers crossed for me everyone!!
Gracias!
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Honey Badger Don't Give a Shit...
So why should I?!
I think I could learn alot from the honey badger. I think I could learn that I should never let anything stand in my way. That everything has the potential to have its head ripped off no matter size, venom, or fight.
I could also learn that there are vultures and thieves always waiting around for my scraps and leftovers.
I could ALSO learn that I am often times a ruthless bitch and maybe I need to calm down... just a tad ;)
So this weekend was interesting. I met a guy who thinks he is God's gift to the world... except that he doesn't believe in God. Oops. Strike one! He is 27 going on extreme immaturity. Oops. Strike two! And he thinks me wanting to have children some day is naive because what is the point of children other than adding to an already overpopulated world? Oops. Strike three! He was already out before the evening really began, but let's not stop at three. This is fun :) Let's keep going!
Strike four: He lives off mommy and daddy's money. Strike five: He doesn't like loud or crowded bars. Strike six: He definitely comes on strong because I think he is used to getting what he wants (he was SHOCKED that a girl would turn him down for a kiss....Ummm... sorry buddy, I didn't even get a DATE out of you) ;) I could go on. But regardless, pretty sure if you looked up the word 'tool' in the dictionary. You might see his picture in one of the definitions. But to be nice he did have a decent body and pretty eyes. Always look at the bright side, right?!
Oh what else? I worked a boring event for catering. Note to those getting married abroad: Do not come home and just have a reception party because from experience I have seen that about 55-60% of the RSVP'd guests show up and the mood just isn't there like a wedding at home. Save your money and do a backyard bbq.
I got into it with two good gal pals. Sometimes hurt can come out in the worst way and worst time possible. The funny thing was I couldn't figure out just WHY I was hurt and crabby until the next day. You ever have that? You are just upset and hurt about something and you have no freaking clue why? Well that was me. Just angry for no good reason at the time, but at least I figured it out later and worked with it from there. Alcohol can be your best friend sometimes... or your worst enemy. I hate being such a crabby bitch sometimes, but I have also learned that sometimes... sometimes... it is valid.
I also got to finally see the last Harry Potter movie. I am a dork, I know, but I really do enjoy that imaginary break sometimes! Got to go with my oldest niece. Love her!
Also got to go to the zoo for the first time this year and experience my sister's daily life. I got to play mommy to my two unbelievably gorgeous, blonde nieces. Two completely different personalities, but still a lot to handle. But I loved it. Every minute of it. I have one being a perfect angel just enjoying the show and I have one being dramatic because I won't let her run in her flip flops! But I got to learn how to handle two children in a very crowded place while dealing with drama while starving and hot and struggling with lack of sleep and a big red wagon that doesn't fit anywhere. But again... can I just say how much I loved it? How much I loved acting like these two beauties were MINE? Like this was my life every day. Because with all that fuss comes that moment when they need you. When my 5 year old niece wants me to hold her while waiting in line for the train because she needs to feel loved and wants to 'schnug' my hair and hug me and even though she is getting big and my arms are cramping.. I refuse to put her down. These girls are my life. They are a HUGE reason I am still living close to home (I can't miss them growing up. I can't not be there for them and the rest of my family). The reason I am still around... because how could I ever cause them pain if I can help it? My oldest niece and HER daughter were also at the zoo. My great-niece would she be called?? Amazing that at the age of 30 I was already in the presence of three generations of my immediate family and I am the OLDEST. Life is crazy. Family is soooooo great! Really!
And then to top off my weekend I finally got some sleep. I did a little shopping. Had dinner with a friend. Played and dominated at putt putt (still undefeated thank you very much!) and then came home... got a few chores done, but not nearly as much as I wanted and then crashed extremely early for the evening.
Now if that isn't one freaking eventful weekend... I don't know what is!
I think I could learn alot from the honey badger. I think I could learn that I should never let anything stand in my way. That everything has the potential to have its head ripped off no matter size, venom, or fight.
I could also learn that there are vultures and thieves always waiting around for my scraps and leftovers.
I could ALSO learn that I am often times a ruthless bitch and maybe I need to calm down... just a tad ;)
So this weekend was interesting. I met a guy who thinks he is God's gift to the world... except that he doesn't believe in God. Oops. Strike one! He is 27 going on extreme immaturity. Oops. Strike two! And he thinks me wanting to have children some day is naive because what is the point of children other than adding to an already overpopulated world? Oops. Strike three! He was already out before the evening really began, but let's not stop at three. This is fun :) Let's keep going!
Strike four: He lives off mommy and daddy's money. Strike five: He doesn't like loud or crowded bars. Strike six: He definitely comes on strong because I think he is used to getting what he wants (he was SHOCKED that a girl would turn him down for a kiss....Ummm... sorry buddy, I didn't even get a DATE out of you) ;) I could go on. But regardless, pretty sure if you looked up the word 'tool' in the dictionary. You might see his picture in one of the definitions. But to be nice he did have a decent body and pretty eyes. Always look at the bright side, right?!
Oh what else? I worked a boring event for catering. Note to those getting married abroad: Do not come home and just have a reception party because from experience I have seen that about 55-60% of the RSVP'd guests show up and the mood just isn't there like a wedding at home. Save your money and do a backyard bbq.
I got into it with two good gal pals. Sometimes hurt can come out in the worst way and worst time possible. The funny thing was I couldn't figure out just WHY I was hurt and crabby until the next day. You ever have that? You are just upset and hurt about something and you have no freaking clue why? Well that was me. Just angry for no good reason at the time, but at least I figured it out later and worked with it from there. Alcohol can be your best friend sometimes... or your worst enemy. I hate being such a crabby bitch sometimes, but I have also learned that sometimes... sometimes... it is valid.
I also got to finally see the last Harry Potter movie. I am a dork, I know, but I really do enjoy that imaginary break sometimes! Got to go with my oldest niece. Love her!
Also got to go to the zoo for the first time this year and experience my sister's daily life. I got to play mommy to my two unbelievably gorgeous, blonde nieces. Two completely different personalities, but still a lot to handle. But I loved it. Every minute of it. I have one being a perfect angel just enjoying the show and I have one being dramatic because I won't let her run in her flip flops! But I got to learn how to handle two children in a very crowded place while dealing with drama while starving and hot and struggling with lack of sleep and a big red wagon that doesn't fit anywhere. But again... can I just say how much I loved it? How much I loved acting like these two beauties were MINE? Like this was my life every day. Because with all that fuss comes that moment when they need you. When my 5 year old niece wants me to hold her while waiting in line for the train because she needs to feel loved and wants to 'schnug' my hair and hug me and even though she is getting big and my arms are cramping.. I refuse to put her down. These girls are my life. They are a HUGE reason I am still living close to home (I can't miss them growing up. I can't not be there for them and the rest of my family). The reason I am still around... because how could I ever cause them pain if I can help it? My oldest niece and HER daughter were also at the zoo. My great-niece would she be called?? Amazing that at the age of 30 I was already in the presence of three generations of my immediate family and I am the OLDEST. Life is crazy. Family is soooooo great! Really!
And then to top off my weekend I finally got some sleep. I did a little shopping. Had dinner with a friend. Played and dominated at putt putt (still undefeated thank you very much!) and then came home... got a few chores done, but not nearly as much as I wanted and then crashed extremely early for the evening.
Now if that isn't one freaking eventful weekend... I don't know what is!
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Topics for Discussion
So my blogs haven't been all that great and I seem to be having writer's block and/or unable to find the funnier side of things in life recently. I have a lot going on from preparing a move to a new place at the end of the month (oh joy, the thrill of going through all of one's crap-I think there are a lot of things I was unable to part with in all these moves the past 3 years and I think NOW is the time to do some serious reconsideration on what is worth constantly keeping as baggage from one move to the next. Yes, people, both physical AND emotional haha) to my job not being at its peak to fighting medical bills to having my car fixed after being rear-ended on the freeway to losing some close friends to the inexcisable droans of the dating world. I got a lot going on.
So to help me push through and focus on my blog and making it better again and getting up to speed, I am opening up my mind and writing capabilities to suggestions. Is there anything you want to hear more about? Anything you want me to elaborate on? Anything you have been dying to know? Anything you want to know my opinion on? You name it and, it if is within reason, I will certainly respond. You can be anonymous if you'd like. Most of you are on my facebook or you could send me a message through here. I will keep on chugging as ideas come up, but let's work through this blog... errr.... block together!!
So to help me push through and focus on my blog and making it better again and getting up to speed, I am opening up my mind and writing capabilities to suggestions. Is there anything you want to hear more about? Anything you want me to elaborate on? Anything you have been dying to know? Anything you want to know my opinion on? You name it and, it if is within reason, I will certainly respond. You can be anonymous if you'd like. Most of you are on my facebook or you could send me a message through here. I will keep on chugging as ideas come up, but let's work through this blog... errr.... block together!!
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