The Return

Stress has been the name of the game lately. My personality as a "people pleaser", mixed with a large flexibility in my scope of responsibilities, and a handful of my love of learning new things, have landed me in some odd and awkward set of tasks recently. I enjoy being involved in new projects and not knowing what my day at work holds. Some days it makes me question which avenue I want to pursue in furthering my career.

But I'm excited and proud. I'm going back to school either way. I'm going to finally finish what I could not afford before. (Still can't now, but I'm in a better position to pay back on those loans!) I've always loved learning new things, accomplishing goals and emerging triumphant from puzzling challenges.

Change is coming. And I'm ready to meet it head on.

You Can't Always Get What You Want...

The harsh dose of reality set in late Sunday night. Returning to work in the morning, I was almost a little sad that my "vacation" with wisdom teeth was over. A diet of pudding and ice cream and applesauce while losing a little weight? I could get behind that.

So instead of lounging at home in pain, I've traded in my sweat pants and rejoined my fellow co-workers in business casual, with my mouth still a little sore.

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A few weekends ago was Devon's birthday. Renee and I decided to make a dinner and dessert in celebration. I was afraid she would be down in the dumps since she has not made any headway on a job, car, or other savings of money beyond the bit she received for graduation. (Still waiting for Mother to ask to borrow that though). 

She greeted us at the door with a chipper smile, washing away my worries. A few comments made me realize it's still on her mind strongly, but she is not letting her get that down. How long this attitude will keep up, I cannot say, but I know there will be a breaking point. And that breaking point will probably be her significant other breaking up with her, due to the long distance and the fact she will probably not be returning at the end of summer.

A break up happens every summer she comes to stay at Devon's, even though Renee is only gone two months. From the few details dropped here and there, the relationship doesn't sound healthy, but it's all she's known and Mother has not been a good role model for how they should be.

I know she'll be crushed, and I'm sorry she'll be hurt. But in the long run, I truly think it may be the best thing for her. So many more avenues and options will open up to her and now is the best time to pursue them. 

I hope she will find something more positive, that enhances her life long-term. Something she truly needs.

Short & Sweet

Work has been hectic lately. Between the increasing amount of projects and responsibilities I've picked up along the way, time for small breaks (and even lunch) are difficult to fit in. 

As luck would have it, things have progressed beyond a dull roar, right before my vacation is ready to begin. 

I am grateful though - it has helped prevent me from worrying about my upcoming surgery. 

It's nothing major, just getting my wisdom teeth removed. But as my first surgery, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous and a little scared. 

See you in a week, with  four less teeth.