There is something almost magical about Christmas lights. I love to sleep next to them. I have loved it ever since I was a kid. I loved to sleep in the living room near the Christmas tree. There is just a soft glow about them. Not overwhelming, just relaxing. Part of it was the excitement of Santa coming and Christmas morning when you opened your eyes and there was presents surrounding the tree. Christmas was always such a magical time of year. It’s kinda sad when you grow up and all that magic seems to disappear. Now everyone is obsessed with the next best thing they can buy for someone. It’s not about spending time with family, or even the true meaning of Christmas. This year is a bit different in our house, as funds are quite tight these days, it is going to be just about spending time with family and just enjoying the holiday without the stress of what to buy for everyone. It’s a nice change of pace.
I don’t know how many new directions my life is going to take me in. I’m not complaining. I have a new job in a whole new venue for me. I expected this line of work to be more difficult than it is. I can say I definitely stressed about it more than I should have. I’m so used to working in retail and dealing with customers face to face, and now i’m talking to them over the phone. I will say it’s a nice change of pace. Most of everyone I’ve dealt with so far hasn’t been too bad. I’m not used to sitting in one spot all day. I do miss the lack of movement, but I don’t miss the retail environment. I now work full time and it’s making school more difficult, but I will not give up. I have been slacking a bit and need to get back on the ball so I don’t screw things up too bad. I’ve met some interesting new people in my new job. People from all walks of life. I’m excited to see where this goes, even if it doesn’t go that far it’s experience in a different area. Something new to broaden my horizons.
It seems that riding the bus is a new adventure for me. I have never had anything against it, I just didn’t know how to properly utilize the system. I am now it seems forced into learning how it all works(I’m sure you’re thinking it’s not rocket science). I’m finding I rather enjoy riding the bus. It’s relaxing not having to stress about other drivers and my tendency for road rage…lol!!!!! There is a wide variety of people that take the bus.
There is the one that is off to work and brings her croschaying with her, the guy who nods off in the corner because he either didn’t get enough sleep the night before, or is up way too early like the rest of us, the guy who reads, the woman who spends all of her time on her phone because there is just too much going on in her life to put it down. These are just a few of the characters that ride the bus. Then you have me. I love to people watch and listen. Not that I’m being nosy to say, but just listening to what people have to talk about. What is going on in their lives, what drives them. You can learn so much when you take the time to sit back and listen and look. I know life is constantly moving and changing, but it never hurts to sit back, take a deep breath, and just be.
It seems these days I’m not sure which direction I’m headed. I think I’m finally getting things together after so many things falling apart, to some extent anyways. I now have a better job, finally working full time, and I like the job so far. On the other hand, I seem to be shorting myself on time for school and having a life. Not that I really had a life to begin with. I suppose it’s okay that I have no life right now so I can focus on school and work and really getting things back in order.
My new job isn’t a permanent one, but working full time should be able to help me set aside money for a down on a vehicle. That would be one less stress in my life. One day at a time is about all I can do right now. Even that seems to be a lot. I do have to say things wouldn’t be normal for me if I wasn’t crazy busy. I seem to enjoy the craziness. I do however look forward to the days when I can slow down and not have to worry if I am working enough. Something tells me that’s not going to happen any time soon.