My last post was a movie review. Something of "fluff" to keep my writing juices going. Obviously, it worked (ooh I am on a sarcastic roll right now). That last post was February 20. It is now August 21. Whoops. In that time, I have procured a job, left a job and started a new job. Whew! This time, I am praying, hoping, wishing and working my ass off to make sure it sticks and lasts, because I want it to. I am now with an AMAZING company, where the opportunity for personal and professional growth is endless. Plus, my parents are "thrilled" (mommy's words, not mine). I am too. I'm nervous as hell, but that's to be expected, right?
I am facing the facts of my life with a bit more realism now than I was back in February. I am 23 (close to 24), living at home, still getting my financial footing and still figuring out what the hell I really want in life. Hopefully, my professional life is now on track. It'll take time to get to be where I want to be with this company (I'm aiming at a 5-6 year goal for that). Personally, I'm almost 24. At that age, my dad was married to my mom, had bought a house and had me. How's that for freaky? On the other hand, my mom is 4 years older than my dad, so if I'm going to track my life to a parent's, it'll be hers. Still, that's scary to think how fast time can fly and realize 'oh my god, I'll be approaching 30 in just a few years'.
And yes, yes, I know, I'm being dramatic. It's what I do. I over-think things. I analyze situations and people and people's reactions to situations til they're 10x bigger in my head. Luckily, I'm able to keep it all IN my head, save for a few things that get out to a few close friends and my wonderful mother.
This is another fluff post, maybe with a touch of gravity. I just need to start writing again. I was asking a new friend who had just re-located to California from the East Coast if she had a California/West Coast bucket list and realized that even though I've lived here nearly my entire life, I should make one. SO that's what I'm working on next. A bucket list. And maybe I'll share my adventures from that bucket list. Couldn't hurt right?
Ok, per usual, I'm rambling. I do this verbally, in person and apparently on paper.
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