I’ve been at my new job, house, etc for 2.5 weeks now. I haven’t seen my sister and her babies in 2.5 weeks. I’m starting to go through withdrawals. Sally the Car squeaks whenever I turn her on. I think it’s because she misses Becky and the kids. Or maybe it is because tomorrow is her 240,000th birthday and she has been on hospice for the last year. Who knows?
I tried to give my co-workers some time before I let them in on my craziness. After spending our lunch break today explaining to them the wonders of a certain Fluffy the Turtle, I think I’ve officially became the grief counselor who is “a little quirky.” Oh well. I’m sure there’s a therapeutic benefit to being a little quirky.
Anyway, in other news, I am still afraid of getting fired, but I am trying not to let that hold me back from putting a major effort into succeeding at my job. We’ll see how that goes. To be safe though, I am still sending out my resume, and I am trying to quickly build up an emergency fund to prepare for the worst. We’ll see how that goes.
Once I get settled, I want to start doing something enriching and non-work related during my spare time. I maybe want to start taking a class of some sort. I am thinking either guitar or Spanish or maybe some sort of craft class. I haven’t decided yet. But I figure that I will need something to enhance my own mental health. I’m going to wait a few months though, until I get settled with the job thing (and make sure that they like me enough to keep me).
Here’s some good news: I have health insurance now! After 4 years of not taking any chances, I now can engage in reckless activities without fear of the catastrophic implications of hospitalization. Here’s some other good news: I am going to UTAH for Easter! Now, what is to love about Easter, one might ask? Mom and Dad and Grandmas!!! Yay! I was thinking about not going because I don’t really have time off at my new job yet, and tickets are pricey. But I am honestly afraid of the negative implications that missing Easter in Utah will have on my mental health. And my mental health is worth much more than an airplane ticket (even a super-expensive one). I may be eating rice and beans for the next six months to make up for it, but I don’t mind. Yay, UTAH!!
That’s all for now folks. Sorry about how boring this blog is becoming. One of these days, I’m going to take me a creative writing class and hopefully come up with interesting things to write about. Until then, God be with you.