Ho-hum...

It has been quite a long time since I've posted anything. I mostly feel like I have nothing to say and my life's not exciting enough to write about anyway. But...last week, I went to Utah to visit family, friends, and my beloved F.Y.E., and the library too. It was such a wonderful few days. I can tell I am going to struggle readjusting to "normal" life; it may take a while, like weeks and weeks and weeks kind of "a while".

I just really needed to feel needed and missed and valuable - does that sound too conceited? I really am not satisfied with my current job, so it was refreshing to see that my previous places of employment actually missed me, and were even willing to fire someone in order to have a job for me. It was good to be appreciated for who I am and/or was when I worked there. F.Y.E. even had an emergency Pie Night for me; that meant a lot because I never actually felt trendy enough to work there, but it was one of those "aw, they do like me!" kind of moments.

And can I just tell you how much I love my friends and family? Chelsey fully supports my spending-money-I-don't-have, book-buying addiction, and Laura gave me new music, and Dr. Staheli gave me a free Eric Whitacre CD, and Joanie and Kora just spent time with me and went to the mall with me and let me stay at their house. I can truly say I loved my life while I was in Utah last week.

That's not to say I don't love my life in Pennsylvania. I do. I love my parents and my sister and Paris, and my extended family and my Church family, and I even appreciate my, I hate to say this but there's no way around it, "Walmart family." I recognize that I am very blessed to have a good, stable, full-time job with a company that is not in danger of shutting down or going bankrupt, etc. However, I know for a fact (from the depths of my soul, with every fiber of my being, etc.) that I do not want to work at Walmart forever. Gasp! "I'm in shock, " you say. "How could one not dream of wearing blue and khaki for the remainder of this mortal life?" Well, here's the thing. I'm not willing to sell my soul to this company, not just yet. I have a feeling that I'm capable of doing more with my life. I at least know I have the ability to love my job(s), except that I didn't realize it at the time. I had two very loveable jobs; it took me leaving those two jobs to realize I loved them. Awesome timing, I know, right? Story of my life.

So, on a completely random note, I feel like I just said something funny. No one really laughed, but I did, in my head. My mom and I were talking about my friend Laura and her plans to take a cruise this summer. I suggested to Laura that she come to Pennsylvania instead, because we could float down the creek at my uncle's cabin, which would almost be like a cruise. My mom then asked if she had ever seen the cabin. I said no, and here comes the funny part, "it's the perfect setting for a horror movie, as is the entire state of Indiana." Ha-ha, funniest thing you ever heard, right? No? Really? Okay. I'm going to sleep now. Or maybe to watch Robin Hood on youtube.