Thursday, August 21, 2008

Writer's Block?

I think I have writer's block. I've been reading everyone else's blog, but can't think of what to write on my own. So I figured I would just start tapping away at the keyboard and see where it takes me.

Work - one of my co-workers who I used to really enjoy before she quit and I basically got her job is now back. While I still like her as a person, I'm a bit defensive about my job, since she's been through it and all. It also feels a bit 3rd graderish since every time I see her she seems to bring up whatever convo, email, etc she's had with my boss even though she's working under someone else. But I know deep down she's just trying to impress everyone and get back into good graces from the way she left. I'm just being a bit territorial. I'll get over it. I have no reason to worry about my job, my boss called me "invaluable" the other day.

Marriage - its good. Still adjusting to living with each other. I feel bad for saying that. Everyone makes you feel so guilty when I don't reply "Oh my god, I love it! I can't believe I lived this long without living with him!" If you know me, you know I'm an only child with strong opinions. So we're not going to be perfect, especially at the beginning. We're going to adjust to each other's habits and figure out what works for us. Does that mean we're not happy? No, it just means I haven't ever had to share my room with anyone and now I'm forced to, with a boy no less. But it's good.

Life - I'm getting bored. I'm ready for something different. I'm so glad the Olympics are ending. I fully enjoyed them, every minute of them, but it was getting addictive to a bad point. I wouldn't want to do anything but stare at these amazing athletes. If I see that damn commercial about the runner pulling his hammy and he and his dad cross the finish line again I'm gonna scream. I cry every damn time! Also, I was ecstatic for Shawn Johnson and Nastia Luikin for their triumph over China. And our beach volleyball team of May-Treanor and Walsh. Dream team. Anyways, now I can leave the house and not worry about gold medals. It's actually a big relief.

I think I deserve a happy hour for overcoming my writer's block and posting a blog.

4 comments:

Jax said...

I'd like to happy hour..but I cannot drink on my facial meds...I give you props for the bloggage. I miss you and have yet to see your hair. When can we make this happen? This weekend? Movie? Movies are dark places...That's good for the chin fungus.

blaze said...

We should meet this weekend. I too would like to see you and your apartment decorating skills. Let's get together.

Jax said...

Done. Let's do it. Sunday maybe?

♥Joy♥ said...

I'm so with you on the "not ecstatic over living with him" No matter whether the man is the messy one or the dirty one, damn they can be super annoying!

Happy Hour. I'm still suffering from my Tequila IV the other night. WoOt wOoT!