I have barely been able to catch my breath long enough to pick up a book to read let alone catch up and post on this blog. It sometimes causes stress to my life (in small amounts) that I'm not always able to make time to reflect, think about the day, etc. Times like this make me wonder how I could ever include someone else in my life when all I do is related to work?
I'm so excited to be going back home for the weekend. I haven't been in 2 years (almost to the exact day) and really need the time away from my job and the workaholic syndrome I seem to have. Cannot wait for the time with friends, family, and time away from a computer. And Meijer.... yes, this now Southern gal misses Meijer (so much better than WM).
In the job front - I may be called "Professor" soon. Because I was so open with parents at Open House, a parent wrote on my little information card that he hires adjunct faculty at a local college and that I should call him. Well, I emailed him to find out when a good time would be to call, and later sent through my resume and college transcripts. He said he'll look into hiring me for a humanities or communication class. So exciting!
I still haven't been to the freelance writing group - almost every Saturday I have been going in to work since I can't seem to get caught up on anything while I am actually working. Students need my attention, union people need me for their concerns, etc. WAY too many impromptu bitch fests that I can only take so much of. I understand the need and their concerns and why they come to me, but I cannot be the sole person of reason with the administrators. I certainly can't go in to see my boss and tell her what to do - very hard to remain professional and supportive of the members when I also need to maintain my job security.
Financial dilemmas - who knew that the day would come and my entire savings would be depleted. Yes, it was one of the worst days ever. I had to pay for a flat tire (cha-ching on the credit card), a tow bill, RENT, you name it. I called my parents crying over it because I haven't been in this type of a situation since my freshman year in college when I thought money grew on trees. I am so very grateful that my parents were able to loan me some money - and then the day the money order arrived, I found out that I was to receive a bonus for raising my student test scores. Their scores put me in the top 25% of the entire county, so I received a whopping bonus and didn't need my parent's money after all. Although, they were nice and told me to put it away for when I move to a new place and need to put dogface in the kennel while I'm enjoying Paris.
My parents are great (and not because of the money).
I thought it would be a good idea last week to sleep with the windows open. Well, the doctor has told me numerous times in the past when I have gone in for bronchitis-like symptoms, to keep the damn windows closed (yes, she swore at me). Well, I didn't listen because I'm trying to save some money in my air conditioning! Guess I should just crank the AC because now I'm sick and paying the price for wanting to breathe in some cooler air. Stupid pond/lake I live on.
That's all I have for now - I hope to share some pictures of the far far North with all of you upon my return. It's too bad that I have to pack 4 days worth of stuff into a backpack... What am I going to do without my CHI?
