When I was in high school, I was dreaming up all the possibilities my future held. Your teachers and your counselors put so much pressure on everyone that the time to decided your fate is high school English class. They hand out your credit trackers, give you a list of scholarships to apply for and say, "Welp, girls and boys, this is your future. Figure it out."
While sitting there in my 7th period English class, I decided that I was going to go to Utah State University, study education or literature, something like that. Be a teacher in a middle school and make a difference. My how things have changed...
When I graduated way back in 2011 (Okay, so it wasn't that long ago, but it feels like it's been forever...) I never ever would have guess that I would be sitting in a desk at a call center blogging while watching hulu, awaiting a my boot camp date to roll around.
This job (in case you're new around here, I'm a relay operater for the hard of hearing. I just got promoted to a Mentor in the training department.) is the first job that I have ever had. While I was in school, I was too busy dancing and taking AP classes...I didn't have time to work. I got this job about a month after I broke my arm. I had rehabilitated just enough to type after several painful weeks of physical therapy and I needed something to keep my mind off missing J.
I didn't expect to be here long enough to move up. I planned to move on to bigger and better things that did not include this call center. But now, here I am two jobs deep (This one and the whole Army career thing I've got coming) and doing a whole lot of things that I just never expected to be doing...Today I was invited to interview for yet another promotion!
I have to prepare a 10 minute presentation about hard-of-hearing. I don't know who I'm presenting to, but I'm pretty dang nervous...The best part? I'm doing it tomorrow. I get one day's notice! Ha, awesome right...Well, guess I get to go shopping for yet another new outfit to interview and present it... Why do I have to be such a ray of sunshine that everyone wants to be the future of their company?!
I could say a whole lot more about the crazy twists and turns of this camo-colored chaos, but I've probably already lost you. Well, wish me luck!
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Failed Carpentry
Due to the fact that I've been singing the blues like crazy lately, I've decided to write about two interesting adventures that I had yesterday.
As you know, if you're all caught up, I'm re-doing my bedroom. I just finished painting yesterday and I began the long process of putting it all back together.
As you know, if you're all caught up, I'm re-doing my bedroom. I just finished painting yesterday and I began the long process of putting it all back together.
In order to put it back together, I decided that I had to assemle the shelf that I bought. It's a crucial part of the stoarge space in my room. So I got to work.
I bought it on sale at Target. The kid's one was cheaper, so that's the one I bought.
When I pulled all the pieces out, it looked fairly easy. All the holes were drilled, you just had to screw it all together. Simple right? Not for me!
First Attempt: Acciddently screwed the bottom and side to the shelves with the raw edges the wrong way...I had to unscrew it all...Luckily, the inner shelves are held together by little dowels so I didn't have to take the whole thing apart, just where I'd already screwed it in (4 freakin' screws...)
So then, I get it set up right with all the finished edges facing the right way, and my dad came home. We had planned to go shooting when he got home from work so I took a little break from the frustrating shelf-building.
When I got home, back to work it was.
I got another set of the dividers on the shelf and go to put on another piece...the it was the bottom piece. I'd put a center shelf on the bottom...I had to redo it again after getting to this point.
Finally, I got it all put together, I put the little cardboard backs on it and ended up with this finished product (This morning...I gave up last night.
The drawers look blue in the picture but they're actually like a green-ish teal so they go with my color scheme in my room. The look very nice and I'm happy to have finally defeated the shelf!
I think that I'll save the shooting story for tomorrow. I think it might be too many pictures for one post if I throw that one in today. I'll just give you a sneak-peak.
I got to shoot my mom's 38 Special for the first time ever...I'm a pretty good shot with this thing...I think I'm gonna buy my own...when I'm 21.
Nowhere to go but forward...
Alright, I decided that before I start moving things into place, I'd give you a sneak-peak of my bedroom.
Like I said, in high school I thought that these two colors would be totally awesome...Well I've not only grown out of that but I also have an extremem need for change right now. This room has been a place where I have shared a lot of things with a lot of people (not just J) and I really want this room to be different. I want it to be a place where I can escape and not think about the people that I've shared this room with.
What do you think?
A couple of days ago, I bought a white shelf thing and some drawers to go inside it ( I also bought a bunch of new gym clothes and I spent way too much money...#retailtherapy...haha)
I'm planning to get rid of that dresser in the top picture, my computer/computer desk, and my TV. I am considering also getting rid of that book shelf in the talk picture as well, but I haven't quite decided yet.
I hope that this brand-new room will help me feel...clensed. I've been so frustrated with everything in my life for the longest time. Even when I was ridiculously happy with J and I could hardly want another thing in the world, I felt lost. I felt like I had no direction and no real plans for me. Yeah, at that point, I was planning a life with J. I was really excited about that, but it was hard to be okay with just being a wife. Not that there is anything wrong with that, I just didn't see that being the life for me.
Currently, I'm at a turning point (I'm not happy about how I got to this point, but as much as I hate to admit it, it must be for the best...) that basically decides how things go for me for the rest of my life. Yes, it's true, you can change your direction at 25, 30, 50...whatever, but I'm seeing this "transition period" of my life as a very crucial point in my life.
I talked to J's sister last night. We'll call her T. T said something to me that was very insightful. She said "What other choice do you have than to pick up and forget about it?"
And she's right...I won't just be able to forget the way that I have been treated, and I won't forget this hurt that I am feeling right now, but I don't have any other choice but to pick up and move on with my life. I'm not going to feel better over night, but I have to take some baby steps...And my room, that is the first step.
I've got nowhere to go but forward...
P.S-- I check into my unit and get my military ID on Tuesday...I'm getting my drill schedule and I'm gonna get to work...Wish me luck!
Perspective
Perspective : (noun) the interrelation in which a subject or its parts are mentally viewed.
(as defined by Merriam-Webster)
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about perspective. I have thought about it in regards to myself and my relationship.
The way you see a certain situation can make the biggest difference. That seems like such a *duh* type of thing, but it's surprising to me how hard it can be to take off my figurative glasses and put on someone elses for a minute or two. I think that it's hard to do because each person has had different experiences in their life that have caused them to see things the way they do.
I think that in a relationship, you have to at least try to trade glasses. When you have an argument , you have to take a step back and gain some perspective from more than just your angle, becasue chances are, there's more than one way to look at whatever situation you might be in.
Hmmm...Example? Probably necessary, I can get confusing when I go all philosophical.
My birthday.
Hmmm...Example? Probably necessary, I can get confusing when I go all philosophical.
My birthday.
In my eyes, a birthday is kind of a big deal. You make some sort of gesture that is going out of your way to be nice to someone because it's their birthday. I see it that way becaseu birthdays in my family are always a big deal. It's not just another day. It's your day.
In J's family, birthdays are not a very big deal. They might have family dinner and cake and icecream but they aren't much for presents and it's just not all that big a deal to do anything particularly special.
So when J just sent me a text that day that said "Happy Birthday (and a few other lovey-dovey things)" and then I didn't hear from him until I sent him a text at 11:00 pm that warned him that I was expecting at least a phone call before the nice was over I was upset. He wasn't even planning on calling me (maybe he was and he got busy or whatever but he was still texting me...I don't know whatever...) but I honestly couldn't be mad at him. From his point of view, there was nothing more to be done after he acknowledged that it was my birthday. Too often, you look at something that a person does for/to you (or doesn't do for that matter) as such a crime when to them, it probably wasn't all that big of a deal. Personally, I think that a lack of multiple perspecitves is where problems root from.
That being said, I don't think that being able to have a different perspective is only important when concerning interelations with others. It's also important for a person as an individual to pick up the object in front of them and take a close look from another angle. Recently, I have been working very hard to gain a different perspective (personally, I don't like to say "gain perspective" without a "different" in there. Because you already have one perspective. Yours.) I have been so down in the dumps lately and have just felt worthless. I have a very negative body image, I feel bad for myself, I think that I'm defective because everything seems to just go wrong for me...
But starting a few weeks ago, I just told myself that it was time to take a step back and try to find a new way to look at this. And I am so glad that I did. Perspective. Give a new one a try. It'll change your life.
In J's family, birthdays are not a very big deal. They might have family dinner and cake and icecream but they aren't much for presents and it's just not all that big a deal to do anything particularly special.
So when J just sent me a text that day that said "Happy Birthday (and a few other lovey-dovey things)" and then I didn't hear from him until I sent him a text at 11:00 pm that warned him that I was expecting at least a phone call before the nice was over I was upset. He wasn't even planning on calling me (maybe he was and he got busy or whatever but he was still texting me...I don't know whatever...) but I honestly couldn't be mad at him. From his point of view, there was nothing more to be done after he acknowledged that it was my birthday. Too often, you look at something that a person does for/to you (or doesn't do for that matter) as such a crime when to them, it probably wasn't all that big of a deal. Personally, I think that a lack of multiple perspecitves is where problems root from.
That being said, I don't think that being able to have a different perspective is only important when concerning interelations with others. It's also important for a person as an individual to pick up the object in front of them and take a close look from another angle. Recently, I have been working very hard to gain a different perspective (personally, I don't like to say "gain perspective" without a "different" in there. Because you already have one perspective. Yours.) I have been so down in the dumps lately and have just felt worthless. I have a very negative body image, I feel bad for myself, I think that I'm defective because everything seems to just go wrong for me...
But starting a few weeks ago, I just told myself that it was time to take a step back and try to find a new way to look at this. And I am so glad that I did. Perspective. Give a new one a try. It'll change your life.
