Kelly Clarkson is trying to convince you that "What doesn't kill you makes you Stronger." But I propose there's another option "What doesn't kill you makes you more vulnerable to the next attack."
Making Cinnamon Rolls at 10:00 at night is rarely a good idea. Making Cinnamon Rolls at 10:00 at night and realizing you don't have a rolling pin...even worse. THEN you get the "brilliant" idea to use one of those big church cannery cans. And it's extra moist out because of the humidity...blah! AND you have the stroke of genius to make your cinnamon rolls in cupcake papers and pans so they're easier to transport and eat at rehearsal tomorrow. It was a HOT MESS in my kitchen (although, still less of a mess than anytime that certain roommate bakes) tonight. My Cast-mates had better appreciate and love these cinnamon rolls!
Making Cinnamon Rolls at 10:00 at night is still a better idea than putting together your new desk at 10:00 at night. That one will have to wait until tomorrow.
Most of the time, I can convince myself that I can survive the next 50+ years (probably closer to 60+ years considering the awesome genes in the family) without a husband. I mean, really, a lot of things are pretty much the same. I still take care of the budget and the bills, there's just less to work with...on both ends, so that's good. I still cook and clean. I still do laundry. I still grocery shop. I still shop on sale. I still do a lot of the things I did before. But I don't have to share a bed and listen to anyone snore. And I don't have to check in with anyone before I make plans. I don't have to accomodate another person with my cooking. I don't have to deal with in-laws. However, I do have to be the bread-winner. I don't mind working, especially since I know it's a necessity. I don't have anyone else to rely on or lean on in times of crisis. I don't have anyone to pick up the slack when I get really stressed out. I don't have anyone to sit and help me put furniture together or make cinnamon rolls with at 10:00 at night.
I just killed the third giant spider of the day. It is NOT okay. I can deal with the occassional creepy-crawly in the house. But 3 GIANT ones in a single day? I might not sleep tonight. Is it inappropriate to pray for a spider incident-free night? And I'll definitely be spraying the house with bug spray tomorrow. Apparently with the draught, we should all be expecting to see more of the precious little darlings. *shudder*
Jaw tension is the bane of my existence right now. Apparently, with all the stress of the last couple years, I've been clenching my jaw while I sleep AND now that I'm aware of the problem, I catch myself doing it during the day too. And it is wreaking havoc with my singing. Now that I've caught on to the problem, I'm working to solve it. But it is HARD work! I wake up every morning and do jaw wiggling and loosening exercises. I look like a crazy person. And as I drive around singing, I make sure I'm keeping my jaw loose and if it starts to lock up, I sing while wiggling my jaw and sometimes my neck and shoulders. I probably look like I'm have a seizure. And I do my warm ups while wiggling my jaw. And if I catch myself clenching during the day, I wiggle my jaw. On the bright side, it seems to be helping. Now I just have to do it so much that it retrains my body and mind not to clench my jaw.
I am exhausted beyond description right now. And I really just want to go to sleep. But now that I just killed a giant spider in my room, I keep looking for more. It might be safer if I sleep in my car. They look like man-eating spiders. I don't know where they're coming from, but they better go to sleep outside. And tomorrow I'll take care of spraying all doors and windows etc so that they don't feel welcome. If I make it to tomorrow....
I'm a big tough girl. I tie my own sandals and everything.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
*Insert Olympic Fanfare Here*
I really love watching the Olympics. And I have been sadly deprived of the privilege for the most part this time around. And I am most displeased.
You see, a few weeks ago, I got amitious and pulled al the furniture out from the walls to vacuum and clean and such(fine. I found a giant spider and wanted to make sure he didn't have any friends). While I had the TV moved out, I tried hooking up the TV to the antenna. I don't think I got the cable on quite right. I oculd get a picture on the TV, but no sound. Of course, the antenna was giving me limited channels anyway... 4 and 13. And I never got around to having someone come and try to get things situated correctly. Part of it may be pride. I get pretty determined that I can do things by myself. And I get extra irritated with an Electronic device gets the best of me.
Anyway, because of this, I haven't watch much of the Olympics, just what I catch when I'm visit other people's houses. I feel kind of ripped off.
Truth be told, I REALLY love the Winter Olypmics. I always wanted to be a figure skater.
You see, a few weeks ago, I got amitious and pulled al the furniture out from the walls to vacuum and clean and such(fine. I found a giant spider and wanted to make sure he didn't have any friends). While I had the TV moved out, I tried hooking up the TV to the antenna. I don't think I got the cable on quite right. I oculd get a picture on the TV, but no sound. Of course, the antenna was giving me limited channels anyway... 4 and 13. And I never got around to having someone come and try to get things situated correctly. Part of it may be pride. I get pretty determined that I can do things by myself. And I get extra irritated with an Electronic device gets the best of me.
Anyway, because of this, I haven't watch much of the Olympics, just what I catch when I'm visit other people's houses. I feel kind of ripped off.
Truth be told, I REALLY love the Winter Olypmics. I always wanted to be a figure skater.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
I Guess You Learn Something New Everyday?
It just might not be what you think you're going to learn.
Today was my first day of my first official Pharmacy class. My Pharmacy Math class was actually in the Math Classroom, where as all my Pharmacy classes are held in Pharmacy Classroom. And while I learned a lot about the history of Pharmacy and some of the things that have changed over time (that was Module 1), I also learned a lot of other very um...valuable?...and um....useful?... information. I don't want to hoard all of this wisdom. I would feel just plain selfish. Allow me to share....
#1- That whole tolerance thing I'm working really hard on, particularly where it applies to my one roommate (whom I still want to kill, btw...but I haven't), is really going to be put to the test with some of the people in the Pharmacy Technician Program.
#2- On that note, I learned I am just one of those really intense, focused people. Okay. I already knew that. What I didn't necessarily know was that it was such a complete rarity. In my math class, I sat and did math homework for 6 hours. And while it got a little tedious and I started to see cross-eyed, not once did I wish I had someone to chat with. I don't like distractions.
#3- Which leads me to...growing up the oldest of 6 kids taught me how to tune out excess noise while I work. I can actually do it fairly effectively. Of course, it would be nicer if there weren't so many distractions.
#4- Dolly Parton has big boobs. WHAT?! This is brand new information! Oh wait. No it isn't. Not only did I already have this information, but one of my best friends is gearing up to play Dolly's character from 9 to 5 in "9 to 5 the Musical" out at Hale right now. And I've seen the padding it requires. Also, apparently the daughter of one of my classmates has a DDD cupsize. Really? Thanks for sharing...WHILE I'M TRYING TO TAKE A TEST!
#5- That whole "dress code" thing and "Professionalism" thing that was so heavily stressed in our Welcome to Pharmacy Technician-ing packet? Yeah apparently we don't enforce that. Good to know. Here I was concerned that I was going to go through sweatpant withdrawal. Clearly that's unnecessary pain I can now avoid. I mean, I won't wear sweatpants to class, but I guess it's always nice to know I could...and that someone will.
#6- My Pharmacy Tech teacher/advisor was 40 minutes late to class. At 15 after, someone came to unlock the door and let us in. Good thing I'm a self-starter, as it was my first day of class. I actually found her presence a little superfluous, actually.
#7- If you "teach"(and I use that word liberally seeing as all she has to do is grade tests and answer questions we might have) pharmacy at the DATC, it's best to be super familiar with all kinds of drugs.
#8- I am totally underqualified to be in this program. I do not take hands-fulls of prescription meds or even over-the-counters, if at all avoidable. I am not on anti-depressants. I do not have miscreant children. I did not get pregnant in high school and now have miscreant teenagers. I am, however, a divorced female. There are a lot of those in the program. Very bitter ones. With potty language. Which we were also instructed not to use as per our Code of Professional Conduct in the handout we were given. Silly me. I actually read mine.
#9- I don't think these people have ever met someone quite like me. Sorry kids. I'm not here to join your Angry Bitties club. And I have ZERO desire to discuss your kids going to the principal's office or your daughter's boyfriend or ANYONE'S boob-size. I'm here to take my classes, kick your butts on every test (seriously I get that we can take the test more than once. But why plan on taking in more than once? "Just take it and then you'll know what to study." Yeah. That's clearly how I function....NOT!), get certified and leave you all. I'd even use this as a stepping stone to Pharmacy School, if it didn't take so long and cost so much money. Oh. And I'm older than you think. Older than several of you, with your miscreant teenagers.
#10- I'm really grateful the kid with the Ukelele wasn't there today. I might have killed him.
See? Look at all the new things I learned today! But you know what? Not a one of them were on my test....which I passed the first time, thank you very much...with 100%.
Today was my first day of my first official Pharmacy class. My Pharmacy Math class was actually in the Math Classroom, where as all my Pharmacy classes are held in Pharmacy Classroom. And while I learned a lot about the history of Pharmacy and some of the things that have changed over time (that was Module 1), I also learned a lot of other very um...valuable?...and um....useful?... information. I don't want to hoard all of this wisdom. I would feel just plain selfish. Allow me to share....
#1- That whole tolerance thing I'm working really hard on, particularly where it applies to my one roommate (whom I still want to kill, btw...but I haven't), is really going to be put to the test with some of the people in the Pharmacy Technician Program.
#2- On that note, I learned I am just one of those really intense, focused people. Okay. I already knew that. What I didn't necessarily know was that it was such a complete rarity. In my math class, I sat and did math homework for 6 hours. And while it got a little tedious and I started to see cross-eyed, not once did I wish I had someone to chat with. I don't like distractions.
#3- Which leads me to...growing up the oldest of 6 kids taught me how to tune out excess noise while I work. I can actually do it fairly effectively. Of course, it would be nicer if there weren't so many distractions.
#4- Dolly Parton has big boobs. WHAT?! This is brand new information! Oh wait. No it isn't. Not only did I already have this information, but one of my best friends is gearing up to play Dolly's character from 9 to 5 in "9 to 5 the Musical" out at Hale right now. And I've seen the padding it requires. Also, apparently the daughter of one of my classmates has a DDD cupsize. Really? Thanks for sharing...WHILE I'M TRYING TO TAKE A TEST!
#5- That whole "dress code" thing and "Professionalism" thing that was so heavily stressed in our Welcome to Pharmacy Technician-ing packet? Yeah apparently we don't enforce that. Good to know. Here I was concerned that I was going to go through sweatpant withdrawal. Clearly that's unnecessary pain I can now avoid. I mean, I won't wear sweatpants to class, but I guess it's always nice to know I could...and that someone will.
#6- My Pharmacy Tech teacher/advisor was 40 minutes late to class. At 15 after, someone came to unlock the door and let us in. Good thing I'm a self-starter, as it was my first day of class. I actually found her presence a little superfluous, actually.
#7- If you "teach"(and I use that word liberally seeing as all she has to do is grade tests and answer questions we might have) pharmacy at the DATC, it's best to be super familiar with all kinds of drugs.
#8- I am totally underqualified to be in this program. I do not take hands-fulls of prescription meds or even over-the-counters, if at all avoidable. I am not on anti-depressants. I do not have miscreant children. I did not get pregnant in high school and now have miscreant teenagers. I am, however, a divorced female. There are a lot of those in the program. Very bitter ones. With potty language. Which we were also instructed not to use as per our Code of Professional Conduct in the handout we were given. Silly me. I actually read mine.
#9- I don't think these people have ever met someone quite like me. Sorry kids. I'm not here to join your Angry Bitties club. And I have ZERO desire to discuss your kids going to the principal's office or your daughter's boyfriend or ANYONE'S boob-size. I'm here to take my classes, kick your butts on every test (seriously I get that we can take the test more than once. But why plan on taking in more than once? "Just take it and then you'll know what to study." Yeah. That's clearly how I function....NOT!), get certified and leave you all. I'd even use this as a stepping stone to Pharmacy School, if it didn't take so long and cost so much money. Oh. And I'm older than you think. Older than several of you, with your miscreant teenagers.
#10- I'm really grateful the kid with the Ukelele wasn't there today. I might have killed him.
See? Look at all the new things I learned today! But you know what? Not a one of them were on my test....which I passed the first time, thank you very much...with 100%.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Drama Free Zone
This is a Drama-Free Zone!
(Imagine me saying the above while drawing a circle around me with my hands...it's a big circle)
I do not like to create drama for myself. I do not need other people's drama to be part of my life. And most importantly, do not create drama for me.
I did not like drama in Junior High. I did not like it in High School. And I definitely do not like it now that I'm 30 (nearly) and a grown up.
It is one of the big reasons I had a lot of guy friends growing up. Guys are WAY less drama (consistently) than girls. And if you tell them to just take it outside and fight to the death, they will. End of drama. Girls insist on dragging it on...and on...and on. And I have zero tolerance for it.
In case you're struggling with the concept...
Don't drag me into your problems and I won't drag you into mine. And certainly to do not try to create problems in my life. Trust me when I tell you I have more than I can already handle.
Okay. I'm stepping off my soapbox now. You can return to your regularly scheduled programming.
(Imagine me saying the above while drawing a circle around me with my hands...it's a big circle)
I do not like to create drama for myself. I do not need other people's drama to be part of my life. And most importantly, do not create drama for me.
I did not like drama in Junior High. I did not like it in High School. And I definitely do not like it now that I'm 30 (nearly) and a grown up.
It is one of the big reasons I had a lot of guy friends growing up. Guys are WAY less drama (consistently) than girls. And if you tell them to just take it outside and fight to the death, they will. End of drama. Girls insist on dragging it on...and on...and on. And I have zero tolerance for it.
In case you're struggling with the concept...
Don't drag me into your problems and I won't drag you into mine. And certainly to do not try to create problems in my life. Trust me when I tell you I have more than I can already handle.
Okay. I'm stepping off my soapbox now. You can return to your regularly scheduled programming.
Monday, August 6, 2012
I've Got Productivity Coming Out of My...
Well, you get the idea.
Let me give you a little snapshot of my day...
6:00 a.m.- Alarm goes off. I was enjoying some unusually good sleep so that was less than thrilling. But up I got and did a little early morning workout. Stretching for my Do the Splits goal (getting closer...I'd be closer still if I did my stretching consistently). Got ready for the day.
7:30 a.m.- Out the door, into the car and get some singing practicing done in the car on my way to the good old DATC. I'm pretty much the queen of multi-tasking.
8:00 a.m.- Class starts. I work through my last section of my math homework. I take my 4th test and...drumroll please... I pass with a 91%! Huzzah! This means I don't have to take the final. Soooo.
11:00 a.m. to Noon - I sit and wait in the unending line to get my next class set up. My next class is Intro to Pharmacy Technician and it's only a 15 hour class, which means I'll be done in a week. Oh yeah. Because I can only take 1 class at a time because of the MWF schedule I'm doing so that I can play at the University on Tuesdays and Thursday. Oh well. I'll still finish pretty efficiently. Unfortunately that means I continue to have the same class for 6 hours a day. Yucky.
Noon-ish- Go to the Bookstore and pick up a couple more things for the class I will be taking AFTER the Intro class. I know. I know. I'm an overachiever. But I have a long weekend because I don't have class on Friday ( I don't know why the DATC is closed Thursday and Friday, but it is) and so I want to make sure I have appropriate material to prepare. Yes. I'm that kid.
12:30 p.m.- Go to the bank. Nothing too exciting here. Just a deposit. Although, I do love putting money in the bank.
1:00 p.m. - Home. I start cleaning my room in preparation for what ends up being an out of control cleaning afternoon. You see, I came home from church yesterday to discover my roommate's mother (yes the roommate that drives me bonkers but I'm trying really hard to not get frustrated with) was staying with us and she'd brought a furry little rat with her. Okay. It was a dog. But still. It was some kind of long-haired ratty looking creature that made my eyes water just looking at it. And since A) it caught me off guard and B) I'm non-confrontational, I rushed upstairs, changed and then retreated before my allergies got worse or I killed someone/thing...or both. Anyway...because of the dog incident, I knew the house needed to be cleaned top to bottom to eliminate further allergen spreading. And since Bea had to work, Lindsey and I got right to it. She tackled the kitchen while I worked my OCD magic on the living room. I'm actually doing a lot better at the not having to have things super clean, but when it comes to the animal allergy issue, I am VERY thorough. It's either that or I suffocate. I even vacuumed the offending roommate's Dry Clean Only blanket. I didn't know what else to do and I certainly couldn't risk all the hair and dander transferring to the newly clean house. So we vacuumed and mopped and wiped and dusted the house top to bottom. And I did laundry. Then, we went to town on our bedrooms. I sorted and organized and...yeah I was on a ROLL! And all the while I did some more singing practicing. Seriously guys, my room is spotless. And I got all my laundry done.
6:00 p.m.- Yes we did 5 hours of cleaning. Dinner time for me. Lindsey and I sat down to enjoy dinner and a little Downton Abbey.
6:45 p.m.- Get ready and go to Centerpoint for rehearsal.
7:00 p.m.- 10:00 p.m.- Rehearsal We did some dancing today. I'm so excited to be in a show where I get to sing and dance...and you know, be on stage for more than 3.5 minutes. Unfortunately, I made another creeper friend. I need less stalker-like friends.
10:15 p.m.- Get home from Rehearsal. A little wind-down talk with Lindsey, pajama time, a little blogging, reload my T-Mobile monthly plan (stupid sales guy who said I couldn't do it online) and well, you're all caught up.
11:30ish p.m.- (That's about now) Go to sleep.
I mean, I should be exhausted. Aren't you just reading it all?
Let me give you a little snapshot of my day...
6:00 a.m.- Alarm goes off. I was enjoying some unusually good sleep so that was less than thrilling. But up I got and did a little early morning workout. Stretching for my Do the Splits goal (getting closer...I'd be closer still if I did my stretching consistently). Got ready for the day.
7:30 a.m.- Out the door, into the car and get some singing practicing done in the car on my way to the good old DATC. I'm pretty much the queen of multi-tasking.
8:00 a.m.- Class starts. I work through my last section of my math homework. I take my 4th test and...drumroll please... I pass with a 91%! Huzzah! This means I don't have to take the final. Soooo.
11:00 a.m. to Noon - I sit and wait in the unending line to get my next class set up. My next class is Intro to Pharmacy Technician and it's only a 15 hour class, which means I'll be done in a week. Oh yeah. Because I can only take 1 class at a time because of the MWF schedule I'm doing so that I can play at the University on Tuesdays and Thursday. Oh well. I'll still finish pretty efficiently. Unfortunately that means I continue to have the same class for 6 hours a day. Yucky.
Noon-ish- Go to the Bookstore and pick up a couple more things for the class I will be taking AFTER the Intro class. I know. I know. I'm an overachiever. But I have a long weekend because I don't have class on Friday ( I don't know why the DATC is closed Thursday and Friday, but it is) and so I want to make sure I have appropriate material to prepare. Yes. I'm that kid.
12:30 p.m.- Go to the bank. Nothing too exciting here. Just a deposit. Although, I do love putting money in the bank.
1:00 p.m. - Home. I start cleaning my room in preparation for what ends up being an out of control cleaning afternoon. You see, I came home from church yesterday to discover my roommate's mother (yes the roommate that drives me bonkers but I'm trying really hard to not get frustrated with) was staying with us and she'd brought a furry little rat with her. Okay. It was a dog. But still. It was some kind of long-haired ratty looking creature that made my eyes water just looking at it. And since A) it caught me off guard and B) I'm non-confrontational, I rushed upstairs, changed and then retreated before my allergies got worse or I killed someone/thing...or both. Anyway...because of the dog incident, I knew the house needed to be cleaned top to bottom to eliminate further allergen spreading. And since Bea had to work, Lindsey and I got right to it. She tackled the kitchen while I worked my OCD magic on the living room. I'm actually doing a lot better at the not having to have things super clean, but when it comes to the animal allergy issue, I am VERY thorough. It's either that or I suffocate. I even vacuumed the offending roommate's Dry Clean Only blanket. I didn't know what else to do and I certainly couldn't risk all the hair and dander transferring to the newly clean house. So we vacuumed and mopped and wiped and dusted the house top to bottom. And I did laundry. Then, we went to town on our bedrooms. I sorted and organized and...yeah I was on a ROLL! And all the while I did some more singing practicing. Seriously guys, my room is spotless. And I got all my laundry done.
6:00 p.m.- Yes we did 5 hours of cleaning. Dinner time for me. Lindsey and I sat down to enjoy dinner and a little Downton Abbey.
6:45 p.m.- Get ready and go to Centerpoint for rehearsal.
7:00 p.m.- 10:00 p.m.- Rehearsal We did some dancing today. I'm so excited to be in a show where I get to sing and dance...and you know, be on stage for more than 3.5 minutes. Unfortunately, I made another creeper friend. I need less stalker-like friends.
10:15 p.m.- Get home from Rehearsal. A little wind-down talk with Lindsey, pajama time, a little blogging, reload my T-Mobile monthly plan (stupid sales guy who said I couldn't do it online) and well, you're all caught up.
11:30ish p.m.- (That's about now) Go to sleep.
I mean, I should be exhausted. Aren't you just reading it all?
Merci Beaucoup
I once told my Ex, during one of our many discussions on his belief system those last 2 years, that I thought it was the height of hubris to believe that everything good that happens to you is your own doing.
It doesn't matter if you believe in God or any higher power, or not, it doesn't make my point any less true.
How arrogant do you really have to be to think that every good thing that happens in your life is a direct result of your basic awesomeness and has nothing to do with anything anyone else did?
I know that I absolutely would not be where I am without the support, assistance, recommendation, teaching, love, encouragement, service etc of so many others. And I'm incredibly grateful.
Which leads me to the point of this blog post. I've been thinking a lot about my various relationships, family and friends, and I've realized what is lacking in the less than stellar ones. It's really quite simple, which is probably one of the reasons that we allow it to fall by the wayside so easily and often without really noticing. It's just two simple words: Thank You.
Before you scoff and think I'm over-simplifying, stop and think about it for a minute. In your relationships that are kind of struggling...are you feeling lazy, like it needs a bit of a caffine boost or something? Do you just kind of hum-drum through whatever conversation or activity you're doing and then that's it? Does it feel a little forced even? And are you easily frustrated with that person?
Now I want you to think about what would happen if you started saying Thank You. Chances are that you think you're saying it more than you actually are. I'm telling you, these two words, that we insist our small children learn and always catch them when they don't, are the magic words that will turn relationships from tedious to tremendous.
If you start expressing your appreciation, even or rather ESPECIALLY for small and simple things, you'll notice that you'll want to do things in return and that they will also pick up on it and reciprocate. They're start expressing their gratitude and doing more acts of kindness for you. Because really, I think we all want to help each other be happy. And I know that I always feel so much more helpful and important to a person when they notice the kind and generous things I do because I want to. And then I'm more likely to want to do more to make their life easier.
Conversely, if I feel like I'm being taken for granted and my thoughtful gestures go unnoticed, well, honestly, I still continue to try to help (I totally will let myself be taken advantage of...yeah spread that around...wink wink), but I'll do it begrudgingly and be a little bitter about it. I definitely won't continue to do it in the spirit in which it should be done.
Anyway, I challenge you to give this a go. Just add a few more thank you's into your relationships and notice how much brighter and easier they are.
(Also, please note how I'm practicing my French)
It doesn't matter if you believe in God or any higher power, or not, it doesn't make my point any less true.
How arrogant do you really have to be to think that every good thing that happens in your life is a direct result of your basic awesomeness and has nothing to do with anything anyone else did?
I know that I absolutely would not be where I am without the support, assistance, recommendation, teaching, love, encouragement, service etc of so many others. And I'm incredibly grateful.
Which leads me to the point of this blog post. I've been thinking a lot about my various relationships, family and friends, and I've realized what is lacking in the less than stellar ones. It's really quite simple, which is probably one of the reasons that we allow it to fall by the wayside so easily and often without really noticing. It's just two simple words: Thank You.
Before you scoff and think I'm over-simplifying, stop and think about it for a minute. In your relationships that are kind of struggling...are you feeling lazy, like it needs a bit of a caffine boost or something? Do you just kind of hum-drum through whatever conversation or activity you're doing and then that's it? Does it feel a little forced even? And are you easily frustrated with that person?
Now I want you to think about what would happen if you started saying Thank You. Chances are that you think you're saying it more than you actually are. I'm telling you, these two words, that we insist our small children learn and always catch them when they don't, are the magic words that will turn relationships from tedious to tremendous.
If you start expressing your appreciation, even or rather ESPECIALLY for small and simple things, you'll notice that you'll want to do things in return and that they will also pick up on it and reciprocate. They're start expressing their gratitude and doing more acts of kindness for you. Because really, I think we all want to help each other be happy. And I know that I always feel so much more helpful and important to a person when they notice the kind and generous things I do because I want to. And then I'm more likely to want to do more to make their life easier.
Conversely, if I feel like I'm being taken for granted and my thoughtful gestures go unnoticed, well, honestly, I still continue to try to help (I totally will let myself be taken advantage of...yeah spread that around...wink wink), but I'll do it begrudgingly and be a little bitter about it. I definitely won't continue to do it in the spirit in which it should be done.
Anyway, I challenge you to give this a go. Just add a few more thank you's into your relationships and notice how much brighter and easier they are.
(Also, please note how I'm practicing my French)
Sunday, August 5, 2012
My Favorite Things...Yeah I've Got More
I have some new favorite things in life. And since this is my blog, and I can write whatever I want, I'm going to share them. Maybe they're not life-changing for you, but keep in mind that each of these things has changed me in some way.
#1- Pharmacy Technician School- I really like to be challenged. I like to be pushed. It's the kind of environment in which I thrive. And Pharmacy is something so different than anything I've ever pursued. But you know what? I'm good at it. That's not to say that I don't have to work at it. I do. But working hard at something doesn't bother me. Give me a challenge, please. I love a good challenge.
#2- "If Only" From The Little Mermaid, the musical- I'm working on a "Role Study" right now. When you do a Role Study, you learn all the songs that a specific character sings in the show and stuff. So I'm learning Ariel's songs from the musical. This particular song is a Quartet with Ariel, Prince Eric, Sebastian and King Triton. And I really love it. I think it's partially because I feel like I don't always have to voice I need to communicate things to people. I try to let them know in different ways, but I'm not always great at using my words. And Ariel's plea "If Only" Eric knew the things she wishes she could say, strikes home with me in so many aspects of my life. If you're unfamiliar, I suggest you find it an listen to it. Maybe it's not your cup of tea, but I love it.
#3- Truly Great Parents- I have really awesome parents. Not only are they being supportive of the fairly crazy ideas I've had this summer(last minute 80 hour road trip anyone? Impulsively going to Pharmacy School? Showing up at their house at a late hour in tears from a stress-induced breakdown?), they taught me excellent life skills that come in very handy. In order to continue doing the things that I love (music) and pay for school, I'm definitely using my budgeting skills they taught me and really appreciative of all the saving money lessons they instilled in us growing up. This means I know that, at the very least, all of my schooling can be covered by my savings. But since I'm still scheduling work at the University of Utah and anywhwere else I can squeeze it in (also thank to the parents teaching me to work my way through life), it shouldn't have to be. For that and so many things, they get to make the Favorite Things list.
#4- My New Pictures- I know I already mentioned how much I love them. But seriously. They're amazing! And I promise to share some more with you soon.
#5- Agency- My Truly Great Parents always drilled Agency and Consequences into our heads. I understand that I make choices. And when I make choices, I have consequences. Cause and Effect people. This should not be a foreign concept. What seems to be foreign for some people is that you not only have to accept the good effects, but you have to accept the bad ones too. I have absolutely no problem accepting responsbility for my actions. In fact, as you might have gathered from previous posts, I have a tendency to accept responsibility for other people's actions too. But sometimes, I forget that when I'm suffering the ill effects of something, I have a choice to make it stop. In the spirit of that, I'm taking a break from Facebook. It's app is getting deleted off my phone. And since I don't have 24/7 access to my computer, I won't be nearly as tempted to visit. I just get frustrated that whenever I'm bored, I feel like I should check facebook, like that's going to solve my boredom. It doesn't. Particularly not when I'm bored every 3 minutes, so nothing really has time to change. The new goal is no more than once a day. And I won't be posting, unless it's pictures through Instagram. I'm trying really hard not to judge people or get frustrated with people and Facebook makes those things REALLY difficult.
I think for tonight, that's all the Favorite Things I'll share. They're really in no particular order, just as they popped into my head.
Now I'm headed back to studying for what should be my final Pharmacy Math test tomorrow morning. Then I get to register for new classes. I'm pretty excited to not spend 6 hours a day working on math.
#1- Pharmacy Technician School- I really like to be challenged. I like to be pushed. It's the kind of environment in which I thrive. And Pharmacy is something so different than anything I've ever pursued. But you know what? I'm good at it. That's not to say that I don't have to work at it. I do. But working hard at something doesn't bother me. Give me a challenge, please. I love a good challenge.
#2- "If Only" From The Little Mermaid, the musical- I'm working on a "Role Study" right now. When you do a Role Study, you learn all the songs that a specific character sings in the show and stuff. So I'm learning Ariel's songs from the musical. This particular song is a Quartet with Ariel, Prince Eric, Sebastian and King Triton. And I really love it. I think it's partially because I feel like I don't always have to voice I need to communicate things to people. I try to let them know in different ways, but I'm not always great at using my words. And Ariel's plea "If Only" Eric knew the things she wishes she could say, strikes home with me in so many aspects of my life. If you're unfamiliar, I suggest you find it an listen to it. Maybe it's not your cup of tea, but I love it.
#3- Truly Great Parents- I have really awesome parents. Not only are they being supportive of the fairly crazy ideas I've had this summer(last minute 80 hour road trip anyone? Impulsively going to Pharmacy School? Showing up at their house at a late hour in tears from a stress-induced breakdown?), they taught me excellent life skills that come in very handy. In order to continue doing the things that I love (music) and pay for school, I'm definitely using my budgeting skills they taught me and really appreciative of all the saving money lessons they instilled in us growing up. This means I know that, at the very least, all of my schooling can be covered by my savings. But since I'm still scheduling work at the University of Utah and anywhwere else I can squeeze it in (also thank to the parents teaching me to work my way through life), it shouldn't have to be. For that and so many things, they get to make the Favorite Things list.
#4- My New Pictures- I know I already mentioned how much I love them. But seriously. They're amazing! And I promise to share some more with you soon.
#5- Agency- My Truly Great Parents always drilled Agency and Consequences into our heads. I understand that I make choices. And when I make choices, I have consequences. Cause and Effect people. This should not be a foreign concept. What seems to be foreign for some people is that you not only have to accept the good effects, but you have to accept the bad ones too. I have absolutely no problem accepting responsbility for my actions. In fact, as you might have gathered from previous posts, I have a tendency to accept responsibility for other people's actions too. But sometimes, I forget that when I'm suffering the ill effects of something, I have a choice to make it stop. In the spirit of that, I'm taking a break from Facebook. It's app is getting deleted off my phone. And since I don't have 24/7 access to my computer, I won't be nearly as tempted to visit. I just get frustrated that whenever I'm bored, I feel like I should check facebook, like that's going to solve my boredom. It doesn't. Particularly not when I'm bored every 3 minutes, so nothing really has time to change. The new goal is no more than once a day. And I won't be posting, unless it's pictures through Instagram. I'm trying really hard not to judge people or get frustrated with people and Facebook makes those things REALLY difficult.
I think for tonight, that's all the Favorite Things I'll share. They're really in no particular order, just as they popped into my head.
Now I'm headed back to studying for what should be my final Pharmacy Math test tomorrow morning. Then I get to register for new classes. I'm pretty excited to not spend 6 hours a day working on math.
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