Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The past two years have been filled with wonderful experiences in new places and lifelong friends. I moved away from home to go to grad school...almost 9 hours to be exact (which was pretty far for me). I thought when I graduated that I was destined to settle somewhere other than my hometown.
The prospect of getting a job in the field of preservation was just not something I considered to be an option where I'm from. During some preliminary job hunting in January, I found a job on PreserveNet.com to be an Architectural Historian in my hometown. What are the odds? A lengthy interview process ensued, and I was eventually offered the job.
As I neared the end of my schooling, I began to feel more and more drawn home. I almost thought something was wrong with me that I didn't want to stay where I was (which was a beautiful city filled with some of the most fantastic historic buildings you've ever seen) or go somewhere even more exotic. I felt the need to be closer to home. I have a wonderful relationship with my family and have never wanted to be far away from them. But as a young, single woman, I thought I should "spread my wings" so to speak, and go wherever I wanted to go while I wasn't tied down to anybody or anything.
My decision to accept this job wasn't terribly difficult, but being the indecisive creature that I am, I had a few sleepless nights trying to choose between this job and another potential job opportunity that was "right up my alley" and was located in the town where I was already living.
In the end, the job in my hometown won out and I am happy to be here. I enjoy spending time with my parents, sister and her husband....and of course my new baby nephew. I didn't want to be an absentee aunt and I LOVE getting to see him regularly.
My family suffered the loss of a loved one recently, and I know that my being home is exactly where I'm supposed to be. It is amazing how things work out.
Now, for those of you who scoff at me living with parents, to you I say: Pay off my student loans and help me find an apartment or house, then we'll talk. I get along with my parents extremely well, and they give me plenty of space and a place to live while I save money so I can make a dent in my student loan payments.
After I told one of my coworkers where I lived, she said, "Just don't make it a habit." I thought that was really funny. I suppose the concept is probably foreign to most people, but I don't plan on living with them forever. It's just nice to be able to come home not only to spend time with my family, but also get well on my way to paying off loans and saving some money for my own place.
They say you can't go home again, but I say if you're family is willing and able to have you back, then it is okay to take advantage of that gracious offer in order to establish yourself for the future.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Oh well, maybe I'll just bring a cattle prod and perfect my disapproving glare to encourage people to keep their grubby hands off people's personal property and keep their unwanted opinions to themselves.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
OK, it's not this bad, but it's getting there.
But, watching T.V. in my room for hours at night is quickly losing its appeal. Don't get me wrong, I am a threat to be a couch potato (my parents can attest to this), and watching the six episodes of Family Guy that come on three different channels every night is great, but I think I need to get some better evening hobbies.
My days are filled with pleasant bike rides to class and trips to the beach. I even got to do a little woodworking in my lab class today with a wonderful gentleman who taught us how to do wood inlay. My career as a carpenter ended when I saw the power tools, but the finished product is gorgeous.
So, my paints and easel are sitting in the corner of my room. I should break them out and do some painting....perhaps on my piazza. Yes, I have french doors in my room that lead onto a second-story piazza. It's quite nice, but I'll have to lace the threshold with roach killer or I'll be covered in the nasty little creepers while I sleep. Eek!
Here's to not squandering the free time I've complained about not having for the past three months!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
For example, I sit around a lot at my part-time job so I get to read when we're not busy. On one such non-busy day, I was reading in the seclusion of the gift shop when one of my coworkers kept coming in and talking to me. I don't mean to be rude, but why is it that some people cannot pick up on social cues? If I talk to someone and all they respond with is "uh huhs" and "yeahs" I just leave them alone. However, this chick did not bring her own book to read, so she preceded to walk through our book section commenting on all the ones she wanted to buy.
I try not to be too curmudgeony, but when I'm doing solitary activities, I like to be left alone. I come from a family of loners so I suppose I inherited it from my parents. Don't get me wrong, we are very chatty and social most of the time, and my family will attest to the fact that I talk a lot, but we all enjoy our alone time.
So, if you ever see me reading, and I don't respond to your comments with much enthusiasm, take that as a gentle social cue that I want to be left alone.
This would not be okay with me.
Snow is beautiful....for a couple of days. But to live in it for weeks and months at a time seems like such an inconvenience. I realize getting snow in the south is different because we are completely inept at driving in it, and everyone freaks out and buys up all the milk and bread. We only freak out because we are so not accustomed to being stuck in our homes for days without electricity and water.
We got exactly one night of beautiful snow a week ago, about 2 or 3 inches, and it was perfect. The bright, warm sun melted the snow away the next day and everyone was able to go about their business.
I know I'd probably get used to it if I lived in a snowy area for a couple of years, but I don't know if I want to. The Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) is listed as a legitimate disorder on the Mayo Clinic's website.....no thank you! I'd miss my gorgeous sunny days and 65 degree weather too much.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
This is the girl I saw!!!
Becky and Steph...This one's for you!!!
As I walked by the huge crowd, I saw people holding up camera phones dancing to "Bad Romance." There was even a radio station van there too. The further I went down the street to get home, I saw droves of girls laughing and dancing in the opposite direction wearing leotards and tights with blond wigs and garish makeup. I felt like I was in one of those disaster movies where you see the main characters in the lone car driving back into a doomed city while the other side of the interstate is in gridlock trying to get out.
Curious, I looked up the cause of this flash mob and it turns out it was a big Facebook thing that had 2,000 people RSVP to come to the city square and have an impromtu dance party with a Lady Gaga theme. It only lasted for 30 minutes, but they apparently raised thousands of dollars for the Red Cross for Haiti relief in tins surrounding the dance-off.
I may not be the biggest Lady Gaga fan, but I thought this was awesome. Even though the weather was dreary and rainy, young people were out having a good time and donating money for a good cause.