Ch-ch-changes
Hi friends, it's been awhile.
Tonight, it's New Year's Eve. I'm a million miles from where I was 365 days ago. A lot has changed.
A year ago, I never thought I'd work in TV again.
Now, I have my own show.
A year ago, I was in a long-term relationship.
Now, I've ended it and developed something entirely new and more special than anything I could ever imagine.
A year ago, I was cold.
Now, I'm still cold. But not as much.
A year ago, I was lost.
Now, I feel found.
A year ago, I was drinking wine.
Now, I'm enjoying some Pimp N Ho!
A year ago, I had no idea I'd end up here.
Now, I can't imagine myself anyplace else.
What a difference a year makes.
More details to come in the upcoming year, but for tonight, I wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! See y'all in 008!
Setting Deadlines
Tonight, I am frustrated.
I'm so frustrated I'm even struggling to start this blog entry.
Ugh.
Ok, I deal with deadlines all day, right? It's not like I can leave my work for the next day (black holes don't really go over well)! But for some reason when it comes to ME, I feel like I cannot get my shit together.
A pretty big milestone is sneaking up on me in the next few months. There are plenty of things I thought I would have already done by now. I'm not even close.
Why is it easy to continue working at a place with a daily deadline yet have no problems blowing past my self-imposed due dates?
Are my goals too lofty? Is my drive zapped? Am I really just a big slacker trapped behind a go-getter facade?
Does any of this matter?
Is my worst prediction for 30 about to come true?
Do I work too hard? Am I not working hard enough?
How am I going to get everything I want to do done?!?!?!
Or, is this what it's all about? Having more goals than time vs. having more time than goals? Which is better?
More questions than answers tonight, my friends. Stay tuned.
Another Reason Why..It's Great To Be Here!
Let's go back in time, say, to May:
Me, calling my doctor in Boston: Hi, I'd like to make an appt. for a checkup. Sometime in the next two months?
Receptionist: I'm sorry, the next available appt. isn't until the last week of August. That's in four months. Will that work for you?
Me: WTF?!?!?
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Now, to about 20 minutes ago:
Me, calling my new Las Vegas doctor: Hi! I need an appointment..you don't happen to have anything, say, next week?
Receptionist: Actually, if you're not busy later today we can see you at 1:45.
Me, quothe, E: Aces!
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That gives me less than 5 hours to dread said appt! Much better than four months. If only I could breathe through my nose I'd double-down on a dentist appointment.. This is better than gambling! (ok, that's a lie, but at least if I lose the doctor game I can still make rent!)
Sleeping Past Seven
Anyone who's known me for about a minute knows I'm a huge fan of sleep. But lately, especially on the weekends, I can't seem to sleep past 7. So that means you, dear reader, get plenty of my ramblings now when I should be tucked in nicely warm and cozy. Even if I'm up past my bedtime, it doesn't work. Yesterday, I even tried drinking no caffeine. To no avail.
Is this what it's like to get older?
Maybe sleep is mad at me..I have been messing with the time of our evening rendezvous, but it's not you! It's me! Oh, sleep, i'm so sorry for treating you like a second class citizen! You know I love you! You know I would never leave you! Come on, baby, just come to bed with me!!
Grossest Postest
If I could sell all the snot I'm producing I would be a millionaire.
Maybe instead I will rely on my constantly budding crafting career. Hurray for free tickets to the Gem show!
Oh, and hurray for buckets of rain falling from the sky. It makes my yard green and makes me feel at home.
