Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Randomness & a Mess


I cleaned off my desk just enough for me to scrapbook a bit and make it mess again. That always happens. :)



I've been thinking a lot lately. A bad thing if you know me.

I think too much. WAY TOO MUCH.

I've been thinking about what the heck to do with my life.  You would think at 29 I would have that figured out by now. Nope.

I probably shouldn't plaster this on the Internet but oh well. I highly doubt anyone from work will be reading this, I don't think they know I blog but if they were reading this I'm sure they would be in agreement.  I HATE my job.  I hate being a secretary/office assistant/customer service/HR assistant/and whatever else I do.  It's boring and it's the same thing day in and day out and I don't like it.

 Bleck. Ugh.  *Sticks tongue out and crosses arms* 

No one would ever guess because I'm so "peppy" (ugh!!!!) and people ask me why the heck I smile all the time (as if it were a bad thing!!???).   I just hate sitting at a desk answering phones all day. I can answer the phone like there's no tomorrow but I hate it. I'm actually happiest when it's my day to be locked in the Cash office. That's boring too but  that's when my mind wanders and fills with ideas. I also don't have to answer the phone as much as I do if I'm out in the main office.  I love working and being busy but  I hate monotony. I hate sitting down doing the same thing day in and day out. And most of all I HATE the phone. I'd love to find something where being on the phone has little to do with the job.  I even asked my husband how well I would fit in in a warehouse environment…. I told him I'd work for him when he found a job.  He laughed for about 10 minutes. I think he thought I was kidding...

Even though I have a serious hatred for the phone I've still been applying, going to interviews, etc, but I've been having just as much success as my husband, which has been making me think more about doing that I would actually enjoy…maybe it's a sign????

I love being creative and I love to write. Writing comes naturally to me and it's something I've dreamt about turning into a career for as long as I can remember. I just strayed from it because I listened to everyone but myself.  I don't care about being "realistic" and "practical" anymore. It may work for some but it doesn't seem to work for me. Now that I have somewhat of a clue what I want to do, I haven't a clue where to begin. 

2 comments:

  1. This always happens with my desk too! I hope one day soon your hobbies and doing what you love becomes a full time job :)

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  2. Do what you love. At 62 I am finally making time to do that. You are young and very talented - do not wait, just go for it!!!

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