Frame of Reference

So almost halfway through the second week and today was by far one of the better days. It's surprising how time can fly when things click. I actually felt like I was getting something accomplished instead of learning how to "eventually" accomplish something. I am definitely still in the adjustment period though. My body isn't used to waking up so early, my brain isn't used to working, and my people skills could use a spit shine. Other than that, I think it's going as well as it could go. I was joking around today saying "I don't want to do 'too well' otherwise that might be expected all the time." That is such a punk thing to say, such a 'me' thing to say. Unfortunately because of my increased productivity in becoming a contributing member of society, my artistic endeavors have fallen to the wayside. Not completely! I wave to them occasionally.

I've made it three days! I think I'm adjusting alright. While I'm getting trained, a funny thing happens inside of my head. I start off focused and ready to learn. I get a bit frustrated and overwhelmed with the knowledge. My attention starts to wan. I day dream a little bit. I feel like a kid on the softball field getting distracted by flowers. It's a conscious effort to stay focused. I can feel that moment when I could fall of the cliff of "listening and learning"because I literally feel myself catching 'myself' by the shirt collar and pulling me back into absorbing mode. Also, I really don't like fluorescent lighting. The noise can be quite bothersome. Like... a TV that's still on but the screen is black. I doubt that anyone else notices. It's probably just a weird quirk that I have. One of MANY! There is something quite different from when I worked in an office before though. I believe I've learned to shut off when I clock out. I ...

Day one of my new job went fairly well. First days are always filled with paper work and handbooks and guidelines. I don't even try to remember everyones name that I am introduced too. I couldn't if I tried. I'm also trying not to stress about learning everything all at one time. I hope that if I am calm and calculated that I will just kind of slip in to the knowledge. Like comfy socks! One thing that I did NOT miss about working an office job is leaving before the sun comes up and going home after it's already set. That sucks! Oh well, such is life.

I got a job. I start tomorrow. 8 to 5. I'm a working stiff. Oh well, I can input numbers like NO BODY'S business.

I am on day 68 of my 365 day photo project. I haven't been able to upload one every single day, but I have made myself proud so far! I'm not going to quit either. I'm going to see this thing through until the very end. Today was also day #1 for P90x...again. I feel so out of shape doing it. I can't even do all of the exercises, especially the push-ups. I'm going to see this through until the end as well. I want to see how far I can push myself. At the beginning of December I applied for a screener at the local airport. Today, I heard that I could test for it. It's a government job, so I'm pretty stoked. I know that there are many, many, more hoops to jump through, so I'm not getting my hopes up too high. I test on Thursday. I'm also sketching ideas for a new art contest. Not too confident about it, but like everything in my life, we'll see. In the awesome words of Garth Brooks. "Life is not tried, it is merely survived, if you're sta...

Sometimes the minutes crawl. Sometimes the minutes fly. The only thing I know for sure is that time leaves.

I had an interview today. It went well. There were two ladies and I was seated in a chair in between them. It felt a little bit awkward because I had to keep turning my head to look at each one. At one point I got asked if I "took notes". I replied, "Yes, when I feel the need to." Then I immediately thought to myself... Should I be taking notes now?? Going back to a desk job is not what I want. Logically, I know that it is the smart thing to do. I'd get benefits, security, I'd have a routine. In my heart, where my passion is, is totally the opposite. I don't want routine, I don't want to input numbers all day. I want erratic schedules and I want to walk around a bit. I want to CREATE.

I know that I say it every year. Resolutions kind of make me roll my eyes but I still make them! I want to be a better me. Break out of my shell and make friends. Kind of sounds like a goal that an adolescent would make. What can I say? I'm a late bloomer. I had an awesome night last night! A great way to ring in the New Year with great company. I am very grateful and proud of myself for not letting the drinking thing get out of hand. It is so much better to wake up without a headache or still feeling intoxicated.