Life has been a bit hectic as of late, but I feel like I start every new bloggity blog that way. I'm feeling introspective today, so that's what we're going to get in this little blog entry.
Coldplay...that should explain my blog title. This is a line in their song "Every Teardrop is Waterfall." This has been stuck in my craw now for a week since I actually listened to the words to the song as I was driving to my new office, walking to my new desk, doing my new job. This is relevant, see how I'm bringing this all together????
I feel like the new girl at school in my job. I know many of the people in my office, but I don't KNOW them. I'm not sure I want to KNOW them. I have an option here in this new job to just do my job and remain pretty much below the radar. This job does require me to make waves in other parts of the world, and I'm secure in that role. In my office setting though, there are only a handful that I need to work with to be successful. Normally, I'd be the social coordinator, doing lunches, being social, chatting by the coffee pot. Here, I don't feel like doing this...at all. Don't get me wrong, I'm friendly, I'm just not going out of my way to learn things about others. As I said, it's peripheral.
This is a huge shift for me, not only with the new job thing, but in my approach. I don't feel the need to make everyone like me, I actually don't care if they like me. As long as I can get the job done well, I don't need to make life long friends. I'd rather be a comma than a first stop....I know that in this song, it's more a commentary about generational differences, but in my life it was more applicable to my new job and to being there, but not being THERE.
I am sure this is a ramble, as are most of my entries. It's just been a paradigm shift for me in my life. For 30 years, I've always wanted everyone to "like" me and I wanted to fit in. Now, I feel empowered to blaze my own trail and not give a %#%$# if I fit in. And, I like it. A LOT. I hope that I can encourage Munchkin not to wait for 30 years to get here.
Have you ever felt this way? Have you always blazed your own trail?
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Changes, Changes, Changes
I know, I've been a bad little mommy blogger as my last blog post was April. APRIL! That is eons ago. So much has happened in our lives since then, it'd be futile to blog about it all, and probably would be boring to all three of you that are reading this.
So, that said, this little discussion is about change. Change does crazy things to people, some react with ease, some freak out, and some are in between. In the last few months, I've received a promotion, we've decided to move, and Munchkin is in full on terrible two mode. So it's been a lot of change.
Notoriously, I've been a freak out type person when it comes to oodles of change coming at me all at once. This time around, I'm a bit freaky and kind of mellow...all in all, I'm having an identity crisis. It's fall, my favorite time of the year, and if you think about it, is a time of change as well. So it's changes abound for the G family, and Mr. G and I haven't killed eachother....yet.
There are so many articles and advice columns on how to adapt to change or stress management. Many of these things sound good in concept but when put into practice, find me rolling my eyes and saying "really? I hope my neighbors can't see me right now." Exercise is a great way to manage your stress from change, but I wish that I had enough time for that. Wait, I should rephrase that, I wish I had enough motivation for that. I do in my head, but when it comes to getting up at 5 am, that motivation quickly dissolves.
So I say to you other fabulous readers, when managing a family, and a job, and all these other things, what tips and tricks work for you to maintain sanity? Martinis do work, but those are not a realistic plan.........
Oh and I plan to be a better little blogger, I promise. Consider that part of my change management strategy.
So, that said, this little discussion is about change. Change does crazy things to people, some react with ease, some freak out, and some are in between. In the last few months, I've received a promotion, we've decided to move, and Munchkin is in full on terrible two mode. So it's been a lot of change.
Notoriously, I've been a freak out type person when it comes to oodles of change coming at me all at once. This time around, I'm a bit freaky and kind of mellow...all in all, I'm having an identity crisis. It's fall, my favorite time of the year, and if you think about it, is a time of change as well. So it's changes abound for the G family, and Mr. G and I haven't killed eachother....yet.
There are so many articles and advice columns on how to adapt to change or stress management. Many of these things sound good in concept but when put into practice, find me rolling my eyes and saying "really? I hope my neighbors can't see me right now." Exercise is a great way to manage your stress from change, but I wish that I had enough time for that. Wait, I should rephrase that, I wish I had enough motivation for that. I do in my head, but when it comes to getting up at 5 am, that motivation quickly dissolves.
So I say to you other fabulous readers, when managing a family, and a job, and all these other things, what tips and tricks work for you to maintain sanity? Martinis do work, but those are not a realistic plan.........
Oh and I plan to be a better little blogger, I promise. Consider that part of my change management strategy.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Working Mommydom
I know you're all doing a mental eye roll right now, another whiny blog about having to work instead of staying home with my kids blog. This is some of that, but also some reality. I had been mulling another blog over in my head for days now, and I saw a link; on Facebook of all places, to this http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-life/moms-coffee-break/article.aspx?cp-documentid=27892389.
Yes, another blogger posted this in her blog and MSN picked it up and put it out there for the world to read. I'd say, that I've honestly heard about all of them with the exception of the husband leaving me comment. People just say things and make judgements on everyone and everything. I'm not innocent, and I'm not proclaiming to be; however, I think moms are judged regardless of what decision they make.
Leaving Munchkin at daycare everyday is not easy for me. Not because I worry about her, because I don't, the daycare she goes to is PHENOMENAL and we are blessed to have found them and to have the means to send her there. It's not easy for me because I leave her there and go to a job that I don't particularly like. No, I will not go on a rant about how much my job sucks, as my JOB doesn't suck, the people do; alas, I digress. I often ponder whether I made the right decision, to remain a working mom. I have student loans for a Master's Degree that I swore I'd use come hell or high water. Now I'm kind of "meh" on that concept. I wonder though, if I'd have kept Munchkin home, would she be where she is today? She has great manners, counts to 10, does her ABCs, is potty trained, and speaks in full sentences and she's not even two. I wonder would I have known to teach her all of that stuff on my own as a stay at home mom? Would she have suffered because I didn't have a hot clue as to what a 2 year old should know or not know? Yes, there are books, but each child is different. This is not to say that she's not learning these things at home. We are good parents, well, as good as we know how to be, and she is learning at home; but daycare has been a big part of her advancement.
All in all, I am sure that every mom, working or not working, has a bit of waffle once in a while, wondering if that decision was the right one for her family or not. In some cases, moms may not have had an option not to work or to work. It's all based on circumstance for that family. I guess I wonder if any other moms have a minute where they question their ultimate decision/situation. I think it's a natural human instinct.
I've often been tempted to pen a book about the craziness that was the first 6 weeks home with Munchkin, in which I did stay home on maternity leave. Finding my way, while at the time was scary and new, is seemingly hilarious now recalling the situations I found myself in on many occasions. Hmmmm, there's more food for thought. Initially, when I thought about staying home for good, my reaction was, no way, I'd go crazy. I'm not sure I would, but I did speak baby babble to my husband on a few occasions during my leave.
This is a bit of a ramble, but as I read this article I started to count on my fingers how many times I'd heard these little quips in my life. After I counted through my fingers and toes, I gave up.
Yes, another blogger posted this in her blog and MSN picked it up and put it out there for the world to read. I'd say, that I've honestly heard about all of them with the exception of the husband leaving me comment. People just say things and make judgements on everyone and everything. I'm not innocent, and I'm not proclaiming to be; however, I think moms are judged regardless of what decision they make.
Leaving Munchkin at daycare everyday is not easy for me. Not because I worry about her, because I don't, the daycare she goes to is PHENOMENAL and we are blessed to have found them and to have the means to send her there. It's not easy for me because I leave her there and go to a job that I don't particularly like. No, I will not go on a rant about how much my job sucks, as my JOB doesn't suck, the people do; alas, I digress. I often ponder whether I made the right decision, to remain a working mom. I have student loans for a Master's Degree that I swore I'd use come hell or high water. Now I'm kind of "meh" on that concept. I wonder though, if I'd have kept Munchkin home, would she be where she is today? She has great manners, counts to 10, does her ABCs, is potty trained, and speaks in full sentences and she's not even two. I wonder would I have known to teach her all of that stuff on my own as a stay at home mom? Would she have suffered because I didn't have a hot clue as to what a 2 year old should know or not know? Yes, there are books, but each child is different. This is not to say that she's not learning these things at home. We are good parents, well, as good as we know how to be, and she is learning at home; but daycare has been a big part of her advancement.
All in all, I am sure that every mom, working or not working, has a bit of waffle once in a while, wondering if that decision was the right one for her family or not. In some cases, moms may not have had an option not to work or to work. It's all based on circumstance for that family. I guess I wonder if any other moms have a minute where they question their ultimate decision/situation. I think it's a natural human instinct.
I've often been tempted to pen a book about the craziness that was the first 6 weeks home with Munchkin, in which I did stay home on maternity leave. Finding my way, while at the time was scary and new, is seemingly hilarious now recalling the situations I found myself in on many occasions. Hmmmm, there's more food for thought. Initially, when I thought about staying home for good, my reaction was, no way, I'd go crazy. I'm not sure I would, but I did speak baby babble to my husband on a few occasions during my leave.
This is a bit of a ramble, but as I read this article I started to count on my fingers how many times I'd heard these little quips in my life. After I counted through my fingers and toes, I gave up.
Friday, March 25, 2011
A Blog About Writing
What? Me? Who?
So, when I decided to become a blogger, the main reason behind it was just to get my writing juice flowing. I did this on the advice of a good friend who has already been signed to an agent and is well on her way. No really, she rocks. Check her out: http://lizczukas.blogspot.com/
I do write for a living. You'd think that would keep my writing "juices" flowing; alas, it does not. It actually kills that creativity in some ways. Currently at work, I'm leading the charge for the "create once, use many" concept that's currently running rampant in our space. Stay with me, I'm getting to my point. Within this movement, the big writing theory is Minimalism. If you can say it with five words, please do not use ten words. As you can see, creative writing and technical writing don't really mesh. Or do they?
I know when I read a book, I get annoyed with flowery prose. Meaning, if you use five adjectives to describe her blue dress, I'm going to get annoyed. However; there is a happy medium. If you use five adjectives to describe her blue dress and the way it's flowing around her body as she walks on the beach on a windy day, I might be ok. (Holy prepositions batman!)That said, I don't think you can apply all of the principals of minimalism to fiction. It'd make for a really boring book; however, you can apply some of the concepts in order to better your writing altogether.
So, what I'm saying here is that I'm having a bit of a writer's identity crisis. I know what I do for a living, and at the risk of sounding like an arrogant jerk, I'm ok at it. When it comes to my personal works, it's actually more difficult. It's hard to put aside the programming, which is my work writing and just let the words flow free and not worry about all of the "rules." Mind you, I'm not daft, I realize that there are writing rules no matter what you write, but it's amazing to me the differences in these rules.
I'm slowly working through that identity crisis, and I've been debating putting some excerpts of my new works on this blog. I'm a newbie, and that terrifies me. I'll get there, maybe, eventually.......
So, when I decided to become a blogger, the main reason behind it was just to get my writing juice flowing. I did this on the advice of a good friend who has already been signed to an agent and is well on her way. No really, she rocks. Check her out: http://lizczukas.blogspot.com/
I do write for a living. You'd think that would keep my writing "juices" flowing; alas, it does not. It actually kills that creativity in some ways. Currently at work, I'm leading the charge for the "create once, use many" concept that's currently running rampant in our space. Stay with me, I'm getting to my point. Within this movement, the big writing theory is Minimalism. If you can say it with five words, please do not use ten words. As you can see, creative writing and technical writing don't really mesh. Or do they?
I know when I read a book, I get annoyed with flowery prose. Meaning, if you use five adjectives to describe her blue dress, I'm going to get annoyed. However; there is a happy medium. If you use five adjectives to describe her blue dress and the way it's flowing around her body as she walks on the beach on a windy day, I might be ok. (Holy prepositions batman!)That said, I don't think you can apply all of the principals of minimalism to fiction. It'd make for a really boring book; however, you can apply some of the concepts in order to better your writing altogether.
So, what I'm saying here is that I'm having a bit of a writer's identity crisis. I know what I do for a living, and at the risk of sounding like an arrogant jerk, I'm ok at it. When it comes to my personal works, it's actually more difficult. It's hard to put aside the programming, which is my work writing and just let the words flow free and not worry about all of the "rules." Mind you, I'm not daft, I realize that there are writing rules no matter what you write, but it's amazing to me the differences in these rules.
I'm slowly working through that identity crisis, and I've been debating putting some excerpts of my new works on this blog. I'm a newbie, and that terrifies me. I'll get there, maybe, eventually.......
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Don't Let the Door Hit Ya....
March....See ya March, as you're no longer welcome in the Jane household. It has brought virus after virus to Munchkin and mommy and it's GOT TO GO!
Nothing breaks my heart more than when Munchkin is sick. I so wish I could do something, anything, to wave my mommy wand and make it all better. I'm sure most moms feel the same way.
Daycare has been a wonderful thing for Munchkin, she's well ahead in her development, talks like you wouldn't believe, she's well socialized, plays well etc. The one major drawback, GERMS. When you have kids they tell you that daycare is like a petri dish of nastiness, and you nod your head and smile. Then it comes home to you and your other family members, and you get it. The first bug I caught was when she was about six months. It started with her, then took me out, then onto Mr. Jane. Seems to be the norm, starts with Munchkin, onto me, completing the cycle with Mr. Jane. Since Mr. Jane has been traveling during this episode of "which virus is it" it looks like I'm just waiting for the doom that is the stomach flu to hit me and he could be safe. This time at least.
I have no regrets about being a working mother. Well, actually, that's another blog for another time as that's not entirely true. What I'm saying is, daycare has provided so much to Munchkin, I'm glad she goes. But as I sit here, watching her sleep soundly on the couch, her face pale, her skin on fire, I have a pain in my heart for her.
So, all in all, goodbye March, don't the door hit ya. Consider this my foot in March's behind. Buh-bye.
Nothing breaks my heart more than when Munchkin is sick. I so wish I could do something, anything, to wave my mommy wand and make it all better. I'm sure most moms feel the same way.
Daycare has been a wonderful thing for Munchkin, she's well ahead in her development, talks like you wouldn't believe, she's well socialized, plays well etc. The one major drawback, GERMS. When you have kids they tell you that daycare is like a petri dish of nastiness, and you nod your head and smile. Then it comes home to you and your other family members, and you get it. The first bug I caught was when she was about six months. It started with her, then took me out, then onto Mr. Jane. Seems to be the norm, starts with Munchkin, onto me, completing the cycle with Mr. Jane. Since Mr. Jane has been traveling during this episode of "which virus is it" it looks like I'm just waiting for the doom that is the stomach flu to hit me and he could be safe. This time at least.
I have no regrets about being a working mother. Well, actually, that's another blog for another time as that's not entirely true. What I'm saying is, daycare has provided so much to Munchkin, I'm glad she goes. But as I sit here, watching her sleep soundly on the couch, her face pale, her skin on fire, I have a pain in my heart for her.
So, all in all, goodbye March, don't the door hit ya. Consider this my foot in March's behind. Buh-bye.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Full Circle....
Yes, it's been a month, almost two, since I've blogged. I could say that I've been a bad blogger, but so many things have gone on in my life in the last few months, I don't feel bad at all. Life happens, and that's what this very bloggity blog is about.
In the past month, I've hit rock bottom, reconnected with old friends, found my center, lost my center, found my center again, gave up on corporate america, and went on a fantastic vacation with Mr. Jane, come back, and given up on corporate america yet again. The cycle of life really is an interesting thing isn't it?
I think everything happens for a reason. You meet people, you see things, you hear things, all for a reason. Now what reason that is, well that's open for interpretation by you. Your reason and your reason is yours alone, that's not what this blog is about. It's odd how many people have come and gone in my life in the last 10 years and it's also odd as to who have become my constants. Life happens, it keeps going no matter what you're doing, or how you're feeling, the cycle will continue on. It doesn't stop for anyone. It's really a powerful thing if you think about it, we mourn our loved ones when they go, but we continue to live day to day, week to week, month to month. It's keeps going, gathering motion, steaming on, towards what, we have no idea.
I love the fact that I can go without seeing some old college friends for 10 years, and meet up on a whim, and pick right back up where we left off (is that a good thing? I don't know!). I have seen some friends leave this past year, but that's ok, it's better for all involved, but I've also gained some new friends. I think as long as you know who your constants are (in my case Mr. Jane and Munchkin). I think once you've got that figured out, the rest of it is just cake, isn't it?
Yes, what a ramble this post is, hopefully I'll be writing more now that I've figured out some things. Bottom line, love your constants...they are what matter.
In the past month, I've hit rock bottom, reconnected with old friends, found my center, lost my center, found my center again, gave up on corporate america, and went on a fantastic vacation with Mr. Jane, come back, and given up on corporate america yet again. The cycle of life really is an interesting thing isn't it?
I think everything happens for a reason. You meet people, you see things, you hear things, all for a reason. Now what reason that is, well that's open for interpretation by you. Your reason and your reason is yours alone, that's not what this blog is about. It's odd how many people have come and gone in my life in the last 10 years and it's also odd as to who have become my constants. Life happens, it keeps going no matter what you're doing, or how you're feeling, the cycle will continue on. It doesn't stop for anyone. It's really a powerful thing if you think about it, we mourn our loved ones when they go, but we continue to live day to day, week to week, month to month. It's keeps going, gathering motion, steaming on, towards what, we have no idea.
I love the fact that I can go without seeing some old college friends for 10 years, and meet up on a whim, and pick right back up where we left off (is that a good thing? I don't know!). I have seen some friends leave this past year, but that's ok, it's better for all involved, but I've also gained some new friends. I think as long as you know who your constants are (in my case Mr. Jane and Munchkin). I think once you've got that figured out, the rest of it is just cake, isn't it?
Yes, what a ramble this post is, hopefully I'll be writing more now that I've figured out some things. Bottom line, love your constants...they are what matter.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Booty Shakin' Hippity Hoppity
Here's today's topic: booty shakin' music from back in the day. I don't care if you're day was 1993 or your day was 1933, there's got to be some music that makes you shake it a little as you dance around your kitchen, get on your treadmill, or write some fantastic part of your novel where your main characters are at a rave with glow sticks.
The subject matter of this blog came to me as I was downloading some music on iTunes to build into a running playlist. Mind you, I did this at work because; well, my focus is a bit off, but I digress. When I run, I need the music to keep tempo for me as it distracts me from the dire pain and exhaustion my body is currently enduring. Alas, I like to get into my workout music. This prompted me to think about the last 20 years or so and remember back to some of favorite all-time booty shakin' tunes.
So, this weeks blog is all about booty shakin'. I honestly never thought I'd actually write anything that really included the words booty shakin' but, I'm going with the flow on this one.
What songs new and old make you shake it a little as you're hanging about in your house, heading out for a run, or just driving alone in your car? I'd love to add some to my personal playlist for my training and enjoyment. Comments are appreciated.
***Please note, I'm aware that Summertime is by DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, but I really didn't feel like screwing up my lovely number formatting up top with details. *** Plus he's Will Smith now ya'll and I have no idea what happened to Jazzy Jeff. He clearly isn't as rich as Will Smith nor are his children whipping their hair, in public at least.
The subject matter of this blog came to me as I was downloading some music on iTunes to build into a running playlist. Mind you, I did this at work because; well, my focus is a bit off, but I digress. When I run, I need the music to keep tempo for me as it distracts me from the dire pain and exhaustion my body is currently enduring. Alas, I like to get into my workout music. This prompted me to think about the last 20 years or so and remember back to some of favorite all-time booty shakin' tunes.
- Bust-A-Move (Young Mc) Classic old school (for me) and it makes me giggle every time I hear it.
- Summertime (Will Smith) My favorite line is, "She turns around to see what you beepin' at." Classic.
- Smooth Criminal (Michael Jackson) My daughter is especially fond of this tune and loves to have a dance party in our living room with it.
- Mama Said Knock You Out (LL Cool J) In my opinion, Mama and knock you out can't be in the same sentence enough.
- Billy Jean (Michael Jackson) because you just can't get enough of old school MJ.
- We R Who we R (Ke$ha) because we're hitting on dudes....hard.
- Like a G6 (Far East Movement) because I'm not sure what exactly we're being compared to in this song.
- Airplanes (BOB) because I think airplanes in the night sky are NOT like shooting stars, or we'd have some flight safety issues.
So, this weeks blog is all about booty shakin'. I honestly never thought I'd actually write anything that really included the words booty shakin' but, I'm going with the flow on this one.
What songs new and old make you shake it a little as you're hanging about in your house, heading out for a run, or just driving alone in your car? I'd love to add some to my personal playlist for my training and enjoyment. Comments are appreciated.
Monday, January 10, 2011
January Blues
I'm not quite sure just what it is about January that I dislike. It's the first month of the year, it's my birth month, it's all new beginnings and fresh start, blah, blah, blah. All of my life, it's always been that one month that puts me in a funk. Things always happen during this month that are not fun. For example, when in fifth grade, we had this thing called pink slips. If you did something bad, you had to fill out a pink slip and stay in for recess. You'd think during January in Wisconsin, this would be ideal. Not really, as the teacher who stayed in with you was fragrant, to put it nicely. I always ended up with like three pink slips during my birthday week. I've been in a few car accidents during my birthday week too, nothing serious, just minor fender issues, like taking the mirrors off of my sedan on the house. Yes, the house.
I could go on about the untimely deaths of both of my grandparents right around my birthday and really spin us all into a giant poor me, sad funk, but I won't.
So I revisit my initial statement, I'm not sure what it is about January. I always end up in a funk. I'm sure it has to do with the winter blahs, the dark, cold, and gray days. I guess I just am curious how I'd be if January was actually June. What if they switched places? Would I be a perkier, happier Jane? Or would the funk still haunt me? Is it weather related? Is it Birthday related? I'm not one of those crybabies about growing older. It happens, you can't stop it, so why bother?
Anyway, I need to treat myself well, so I'll stop this little diatribe on January. I'm kind of looking forward to February, although Valentine's Day is in that month. Don't even get me started on Valentine's Day....
I could go on about the untimely deaths of both of my grandparents right around my birthday and really spin us all into a giant poor me, sad funk, but I won't.
So I revisit my initial statement, I'm not sure what it is about January. I always end up in a funk. I'm sure it has to do with the winter blahs, the dark, cold, and gray days. I guess I just am curious how I'd be if January was actually June. What if they switched places? Would I be a perkier, happier Jane? Or would the funk still haunt me? Is it weather related? Is it Birthday related? I'm not one of those crybabies about growing older. It happens, you can't stop it, so why bother?
Anyway, I need to treat myself well, so I'll stop this little diatribe on January. I'm kind of looking forward to February, although Valentine's Day is in that month. Don't even get me started on Valentine's Day....
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Smiles, Giggles, and a Snort or Two
I'm sitting here, blogging and craving M&Ms like a fiend. I don't know really what it is about M&Ms that has me loving them since Thanksgiving . The good thing is, I can eat a couple as I got my behind out of bed and ran this morning.
Therein lies today's blog, New Year's Resolutions. I don't make them, as I never keep them and then beat myself up about not keeping them. Being a mother, who works full time, plays soccer once a week, and tries to remain sane; it's quite difficult to even guess at a New Year's Resolution that I could keep. As I thought more and more about a resolution, I decided to shake things up and make a resolution this year, one I KNOW I can keep.
My resolution for 2011 is to be good to myself. It's generic, and the definition of that will change from week to week month to month. Overall, though, it'll be good things and I'll be a happy gal.
I think in the rat race we call life, we lose sight of ourselves. We lose sight of what makes us happy, what music we really like, what we like on our pizza, how great a cup of coffee and a good talk with a friend really feels. We stop noticing how much the smiles of our children make our hearts full, how handsome our husbands really are when they're playing with dolls on the floor with our kids, how our dogs really just love a good ear scratch and cuddle once in a while. I feel like these are the things that put a true, big, toothy grin on my face which is then followed by a giggle and maybe even a snort or two.
So for 2011, not only am I going to write for myself, I'm going to find myself again. I'm going to focus on what's real, and what's important and rise above the insanity of the everyday. I challenge all two of you who read this blog to do the same. What makes you smile and snort?
Therein lies today's blog, New Year's Resolutions. I don't make them, as I never keep them and then beat myself up about not keeping them. Being a mother, who works full time, plays soccer once a week, and tries to remain sane; it's quite difficult to even guess at a New Year's Resolution that I could keep. As I thought more and more about a resolution, I decided to shake things up and make a resolution this year, one I KNOW I can keep.
My resolution for 2011 is to be good to myself. It's generic, and the definition of that will change from week to week month to month. Overall, though, it'll be good things and I'll be a happy gal.
I think in the rat race we call life, we lose sight of ourselves. We lose sight of what makes us happy, what music we really like, what we like on our pizza, how great a cup of coffee and a good talk with a friend really feels. We stop noticing how much the smiles of our children make our hearts full, how handsome our husbands really are when they're playing with dolls on the floor with our kids, how our dogs really just love a good ear scratch and cuddle once in a while. I feel like these are the things that put a true, big, toothy grin on my face which is then followed by a giggle and maybe even a snort or two.
So for 2011, not only am I going to write for myself, I'm going to find myself again. I'm going to focus on what's real, and what's important and rise above the insanity of the everyday. I challenge all two of you who read this blog to do the same. What makes you smile and snort?
Sunday, January 2, 2011
The Rat Race
Vacation is over.
Tomorrow I go back to the place that pays our bills. I am not thrilled about this at all, but I've resigned myself to the fact that it's a necessary evil for my family and I. It's not so much the job that I dislike, it's more the people at the job that drive me nuts. The political games and backstabbing sickens me, only because not everyone can see through it all. Mind you, it's not only the company I work for, it's Corporate America in general. It's not the majority of people either, it's just a token few, but I feel like that I'm in an episode of the Office on a daily basis. The good thing about that is the daily fits of laughter that occur while in my cube hell. This is normally done at, I mean, with other people.
That said, back to the Rat Race I suppose. I'm going to turn over a new leaf in 2011 and conserve my energy for the things that really matter. Conserve my energy for myself, family, and friends. I always lived in an illusion that I wanted to run the show, and now I'm kind of in the place where I'm going to run a show, but not that one, if that makes an ounce of sense.
It is what it is...and off I go....
Tomorrow I go back to the place that pays our bills. I am not thrilled about this at all, but I've resigned myself to the fact that it's a necessary evil for my family and I. It's not so much the job that I dislike, it's more the people at the job that drive me nuts. The political games and backstabbing sickens me, only because not everyone can see through it all. Mind you, it's not only the company I work for, it's Corporate America in general. It's not the majority of people either, it's just a token few, but I feel like that I'm in an episode of the Office on a daily basis. The good thing about that is the daily fits of laughter that occur while in my cube hell. This is normally done at, I mean, with other people.
That said, back to the Rat Race I suppose. I'm going to turn over a new leaf in 2011 and conserve my energy for the things that really matter. Conserve my energy for myself, family, and friends. I always lived in an illusion that I wanted to run the show, and now I'm kind of in the place where I'm going to run a show, but not that one, if that makes an ounce of sense.
It is what it is...and off I go....
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Duality
Despite my raging hangover, I've decided to blog. Not sure why, but when the mood strikes me I've got to run with it. So the title of my blog is (in)sane Jane, and the (in)sane is not lost on me. I think we're all a little nutty now and again. There's a natural duality to each and every human being, and in some more so than others. Daily stresses, other people, you name it brings out a coping mechanism in everyone doesn't it? Maybe just me, thus the title of the blog. I'm not crazy really, at least not certified; but life gets a little goofy sometimes and in that case sometimes you need to get your crazy on.
Just sayin'......So all that said, therin lies my idea for my second novel. Yes, the second, the first one I wrote in college and it promptly landed itself in the garbage can somewhere between here and Boston.
Currently, I'm in the throws of character sketching and getting my ducks in a row. I'm scared to jump off of that cliff, but also really excited. We'll see how this all turns out. The creative process is a beautiful, scary, and crazy one for me, but one I embrace with open arms.
So what's your new journey for 2011?
Just sayin'......So all that said, therin lies my idea for my second novel. Yes, the second, the first one I wrote in college and it promptly landed itself in the garbage can somewhere between here and Boston.
Currently, I'm in the throws of character sketching and getting my ducks in a row. I'm scared to jump off of that cliff, but also really excited. We'll see how this all turns out. The creative process is a beautiful, scary, and crazy one for me, but one I embrace with open arms.
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