So you all know I have the serious hippie granola thing going.
Help the world.
I have applied for school - waiting to hear on that front.
Now a position has come open with a non profit that works w/people w/disabilities.
It's still an HR job but no corporate crap and people who need help.
What's a girl to do?
Friday, January 14, 2005
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Little or no support from the units...
So I let my parents know I am going to try to go back to school in the fall to be a pre-school teacher.
I was informed that I would really be a glorified babysitter and that it would put too much strain on my marriage.
And a miserable corporate job isn't?
Sometimes it's not always about money right?
I was informed that I would really be a glorified babysitter and that it would put too much strain on my marriage.
And a miserable corporate job isn't?
Sometimes it's not always about money right?
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Friday, January 07, 2005
I love snow!
Not driving in it but playing in it.
Today was my day off and Chris and I went sledding.
So fun.
My legs hurt from the haul up the hill but it was so great going down.
Of course we ended the trip w/me making a snow angel.
Hoorah for fun snow!
Today was my day off and Chris and I went sledding.
So fun.
My legs hurt from the haul up the hill but it was so great going down.
Of course we ended the trip w/me making a snow angel.
Hoorah for fun snow!
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Dr. Phil and the Con Artist known as My Mom
Oh my Mom she is the Con Artist.
Getting me to do Dr. Phil's weight loss challenge w/her.
Can't say no to her - she's my Mom.
My issue I am taking weight advice from a man I frankly don't find to be too terribly fit.
Funny man, smart man, entertaining man, but fit?
Uh no.
If it doesn't work see reasons above.
Here is my deal with all this stuff though.
It's expensive.
People are chubby 'cause fattening food is cheap yo.
Now that my Dad is home both parents have started putting weight back on.
Thank god because they were way too skinny but they are both feeling yucky about and since both my Mom and I are shorties and ride low to the ground we tend to start looking like weblos once the weight comes on.
So Dr. Phil and Mom - this better work.
Yo...
Getting me to do Dr. Phil's weight loss challenge w/her.
Can't say no to her - she's my Mom.
My issue I am taking weight advice from a man I frankly don't find to be too terribly fit.
Funny man, smart man, entertaining man, but fit?
Uh no.
If it doesn't work see reasons above.
Here is my deal with all this stuff though.
It's expensive.
People are chubby 'cause fattening food is cheap yo.
Now that my Dad is home both parents have started putting weight back on.
Thank god because they were way too skinny but they are both feeling yucky about and since both my Mom and I are shorties and ride low to the ground we tend to start looking like weblos once the weight comes on.
So Dr. Phil and Mom - this better work.
Yo...
Monday, January 03, 2005
Next Big Step
So I have done it.
I applied for school today.
Have requested my transcripts and now am keeping my fingers firmly crossed everything else will fall into place.
I have decided that even though it will mean a huge paycut to follow my gut and try to be a pre-school teacher.
Those guys are the age I most adore and from research the age that needs bilingual people.
So away we go.
If I get in I have some major talking to do to my current employer because I will not be able to work full time in this program. Here's hoping they would work with me as they have done w/others.
This weekend when I looked through the want ads I always landed on the jobs working w/kids.
So that is where I am going to put my eggs.
If it doesn't pan out and I don't get in then I will go for plan B.
Which is finding a job that pays me a butt load of money.
Cause if I can't love my job than I gots to love the money. :)
I applied for school today.
Have requested my transcripts and now am keeping my fingers firmly crossed everything else will fall into place.
I have decided that even though it will mean a huge paycut to follow my gut and try to be a pre-school teacher.
Those guys are the age I most adore and from research the age that needs bilingual people.
So away we go.
If I get in I have some major talking to do to my current employer because I will not be able to work full time in this program. Here's hoping they would work with me as they have done w/others.
This weekend when I looked through the want ads I always landed on the jobs working w/kids.
So that is where I am going to put my eggs.
If it doesn't pan out and I don't get in then I will go for plan B.
Which is finding a job that pays me a butt load of money.
Cause if I can't love my job than I gots to love the money. :)
Sunday, January 02, 2005
2005 - WHOA!
Remember when you were little and the 90's seemed like such a futuristic time?
Can I just say how freaky it is that it is 2005?
One of my friends (I didn't know this til recently) ties sayings to each year.
This year it's Comin' Alive in 2005.
What a great anthem.
It seems everyone around feels like they are just trudging through. We all worry so much about making the wrong decision and not doing what is expected of us that we don't do what makes us happy.
My biggest thing is I worry about money. All the jobs I would enjoy pay considerably less than what I currently make. My wonderful husband said he would be willing to struggle if it meant me happy when I am home. Is a house really that important if I am not even happy when I am in it?
I don't think so.
So I am going to Come Alive in 2005. I am going to find my happy place.
I had my review and they decided to redo my job description so I am more admin support.
Which would be fine if I wanted to be an admin. But I don't. I got into HR to use my Spanish and help people. Not create reports and schedule meetings. That is fine if that is your life goal - more power to you. I am not that person.
I have always maintained that granola girl attitude inherited from my family. Even my military grandpa has exited retirement and works to help low income, minority kids find jobs.
My aunts are all nurses or teachers.
How can I not carry on the torch?
Everytime I look through the want ads the jobs that catch my eye involve kids or teaching.
So if in the coming years you invite me out and I say no - know that it's because I am saving for my sanity so I can do some good.
Can I just say how freaky it is that it is 2005?
One of my friends (I didn't know this til recently) ties sayings to each year.
This year it's Comin' Alive in 2005.
What a great anthem.
It seems everyone around feels like they are just trudging through. We all worry so much about making the wrong decision and not doing what is expected of us that we don't do what makes us happy.
My biggest thing is I worry about money. All the jobs I would enjoy pay considerably less than what I currently make. My wonderful husband said he would be willing to struggle if it meant me happy when I am home. Is a house really that important if I am not even happy when I am in it?
I don't think so.
So I am going to Come Alive in 2005. I am going to find my happy place.
I had my review and they decided to redo my job description so I am more admin support.
Which would be fine if I wanted to be an admin. But I don't. I got into HR to use my Spanish and help people. Not create reports and schedule meetings. That is fine if that is your life goal - more power to you. I am not that person.
I have always maintained that granola girl attitude inherited from my family. Even my military grandpa has exited retirement and works to help low income, minority kids find jobs.
My aunts are all nurses or teachers.
How can I not carry on the torch?
Everytime I look through the want ads the jobs that catch my eye involve kids or teaching.
So if in the coming years you invite me out and I say no - know that it's because I am saving for my sanity so I can do some good.
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