Okay here it is 6 months later and as all the mostly empty journals in a box at the house prove I am not good at writing it down. I am very good at writing in my head. I have made up some great stories, in my head and I have even told a few out loud for fun. I think if I wrote them down some one might get a kick out of reading them but alas i have no discipline for writing. This probably explains why I have no subscribers to my blog?
Oh well, here we are 6 months later and my life is going in scattered directions. I enjoy working for the school system but if you think teachers are under paid you should see what we support staff folks are paid, shameless. To make ends meet and allow me to have some form of a personal life I have taken a part time job at Sears in Oak Ridge selling appliances on commission. I believe I will do well here and up my income considerably! (Saying a prayer as I write.) I would really be out of the woods but my roommate has decided to move, with a 13 day notice - am I wrong or is that rude? Her excuse for moving is a bit shady but she can do what she wants. I am already deciding what to do with her room and how to use the space in my basement once all her stuff is out. I think I may have secretly wanted my house back for a while now. She is a good person and I wish her lots of luck.
Currently, I have no love life. I REALLY want to change this ASAP. What is wrong with wanting a nice man to date? Actually what has happened to good old fashion dating? Most folks i talk to just wanna hang out or worse they just want sex. No talking, no getting to know the other person, just SEX. Where is the respect? How do you build a lasting relationship if all you share is a bed for a few hours a week? Somebody help me with this concept, please.
This leads me to another subject - Old hook ups reappearing. Lately i have had a couple of, let's call them old friends, reappear. One is a good buddy who just wants a repeat of a night long ago and the other claims to love me once or twice a year but nothing ever comes of it. Why do they do this? What is the point? do they just want to make sure I am lonely and willing to put up with their urges? Is this a game and I am missing the point? Are there rules for this and if so where do I find a copy? I am not good at the head games or manipulating men to get what I want. I am a southern belle but some how I missed the be charming to get what you need from men gene.
Speaking of rules - I heard that the lady who wrote, "The Rules" got a divorce. What the hell? If they don't work for her what should the rest of us clueless ladies do?
Please post all advice I am up for listening to anything and trying most of it.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Turkey Gypsy loses her way
WOW, I have never considered myself a blogger but I am hoping to get outside my own mind and find peace with all the changes in my life over the past year plus. Most of my life has been about drastic professional changes and insane personal choices. I am not talking espionage or nervous breakdowns but plain old fashioned screwing the pooch and running scared. Nor do I want to bore anyone with my life story. I just want to talk about the past year or so.
I had a dream job. It wasn't really my dream job. When it was offered to me I took it to get away from a couple of bad situations. A job I hated, a boyfriend who annoyed me by just breathing and an Ex who to this day still crosses my mind every now and again. (The annoying boyfriend is long forgotten.) Conservation was a passion I inherited from the EX and made it my own cause. He taught me so much about hunting, conservation and managing wildlife. Thru him I meet lots of wonderful people and the passion grew to volunteering my time. Organizing events and making sure everyone has a good time is where my passion came out. I believed in getting women outside and showing them new ways to spend quality time with friends and family. This lead to my dream job, I was excited and scared and happy and just about any other possible positive emotion. I had a fresh new start in a new state and I was on Cloud 9!
I was getting to explore new places, meet new people and learn stuff I never knew I would love so much. It had its ups and downs but all in all it was the most awesome experience of my life till the economy and corporate thinking took it all away and left me wondering what t do next.
I took the summer off and played like a kid released from school thinking the whole time I would find a great job without much effort. The end of my summer of freedom came to an end and I was hit with reality! Jobs were hard to find and I was over qualified for most of them. I did find a part time job at the local courthouse and spent time working on events with the park director, my passion.
Now as we are in the heat of my second summer basically jobless I have taken a position with the local school system. I really like the job and I have learned you can live pretty cheap when you have too. Struggling has become a hobby and being broke an art form. I have learned about true friends and the way people act when they know you are barely making it. Lessons I had hoped to avoid. I have made some new friends and got closer to some old ones but it is difficult to determine who is being a friend and who thinks they should feel sorry for you.
I am confident it is all going to get better as long as I have faith! Losing everything and surviving it makes you a stronger person but it also softens you to the things that are important.
July 3, 2010
I had a dream job. It wasn't really my dream job. When it was offered to me I took it to get away from a couple of bad situations. A job I hated, a boyfriend who annoyed me by just breathing and an Ex who to this day still crosses my mind every now and again. (The annoying boyfriend is long forgotten.) Conservation was a passion I inherited from the EX and made it my own cause. He taught me so much about hunting, conservation and managing wildlife. Thru him I meet lots of wonderful people and the passion grew to volunteering my time. Organizing events and making sure everyone has a good time is where my passion came out. I believed in getting women outside and showing them new ways to spend quality time with friends and family. This lead to my dream job, I was excited and scared and happy and just about any other possible positive emotion. I had a fresh new start in a new state and I was on Cloud 9!
I was getting to explore new places, meet new people and learn stuff I never knew I would love so much. It had its ups and downs but all in all it was the most awesome experience of my life till the economy and corporate thinking took it all away and left me wondering what t do next.
I took the summer off and played like a kid released from school thinking the whole time I would find a great job without much effort. The end of my summer of freedom came to an end and I was hit with reality! Jobs were hard to find and I was over qualified for most of them. I did find a part time job at the local courthouse and spent time working on events with the park director, my passion.
Now as we are in the heat of my second summer basically jobless I have taken a position with the local school system. I really like the job and I have learned you can live pretty cheap when you have too. Struggling has become a hobby and being broke an art form. I have learned about true friends and the way people act when they know you are barely making it. Lessons I had hoped to avoid. I have made some new friends and got closer to some old ones but it is difficult to determine who is being a friend and who thinks they should feel sorry for you.
I am confident it is all going to get better as long as I have faith! Losing everything and surviving it makes you a stronger person but it also softens you to the things that are important.
July 3, 2010
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