Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Another year ends and another one soon begins...

This is the time of year where I do a lot of introspection; I wonder what I'm becoming, who I am, and I wonder, at times, if I even like the person I've turned into. This is shaping up to be one of the years that I almost feel I'm not impressed with myself. Not to say I'm not impressed with what I've accomplished this year (new job, getting engaged, going to school full time while working full time) but I am saying I'm not impressed with who I am.

I have turned into a mean, vile person who has no inkling of how to be nice. I realized the other day that I am no longer nice to the people who mean the most to me (my fiance, my mom). When did this happen? I wonder why it happened. When did it become excusable to act this way? Simply put, it's not. I've allowed it to become acceptible.

So here's my New Years Resolution for 2009: I am going to be a nicer person. I am going to go out of my way to not get an attitude when people annoy me. I am going to not get cranky with Vito when things don't go my way. I am not going to be ill with everyone around me simply because I think I can. I am going to try to be the nicest version of myself as possible.

Remind me I said this in March when the emotional high I'm on from the Holidays has worn off....

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

The Internet swallowed my last blog so.... I'm trying this again. I had really just gotten used to blogging regularly on the last one before the Internet decided it didn't want to hear what I had to say.

This is the first week without our intern and I have to say, I miss her, but it's kind of nice. It's nice not to have another person to trip over in the office. It's nice to have some peace and quiet to think. It's nice to be able to organize the desks and know they'll stay that way. I miss her company, but not enough to beg for another intern. I think the two of us that are still here can handle what work we've got now.

I'm listening to the Solange album. Don't ask me what it's called. It's got a horrible name like Sol-Angel and the Hadley St Dreams. (Ok, I had to Google that.) Like I said, dumb name for an album. Anyway, for someone who's related to such a talented singer (she's Beyonce's sister), her album sucks. It's got a jazz vibe to it I'm not so fond of. Not that I hate jazz, I think I just hate Solange. I'm not even sure how to say her name so how can I like her? I'm close-minded like that...If I can't say it, I don't like it. That's how it works here in North Cakalaky. (If you don't know where that is, I'm not telling.)

So, anyway. I'm going to get back to work and pretend I'm being productive. I have letters to write, expungments to work on, and supplies to order. I doubt any of it will get done today. I have a vacation hangover.