I am not going to the gym tonight. I am tired, my feet hurt, and I don't feel like just using the bike to take a break from standing. I am further justifying this decision with a) the fact that, by and large, I have been burning more calories each day simply by being more active, and b) Josh, myself, Rachel, and her friend Char are going to Six Flags tomorrow, which means I'll be getting plenty of exercise then. I'll go again on Monday (hopefully Wednesday, too) and will get into a new routine (how I miss working out in the morning!), and everything will be fine. So be kind, dear readers, and don't judge: I am doing that plenty well on my own!
So, for a quick update. Josh and I went to Chillsville last weekend to visit family and for Claude-Ellen days, the town festival. Had lots and lots of fun. Josh and I took a ride on a Ferris Wheel Friday night: I felt like a seventh grader, having never done that with a boy I liked before. We went to the carnival and parade, ate lots of bad-for-you food, spent time with the fam, and got to see Raul's land, which I really enjoyed because it is beautiful and I got to hang out with his cousin Tori, and because I could actually hear the cicadas, which has eluded me living in town. All in all, it was a nice, relaxing break before starting work on Monday.
About work: even though it was only my first week, which means many, many trials are sure to arise in the months to come, I think I am going to like my job. So far it's been a lot of immersion learning: read about this procedure, go talk to this person, watch this line in process... Next week I'll get a better sense of what I'll be doing, and I'm looking forward to that, though I certainly don't expect to have it all down anytime soon. Sometimes it hits me that this is what I do now--so strange, because during school, anything I did was, this is what I do for now. But this is my real job. I won't get weeks off over Christmas. I won't be up until 2 in the morning writing papers. I won't have any grading to do. I can read whatever I want. I will work, and I will do it well because a lot of people depend on me doing it well, and at the end of the day, I can come home and be me. Even when all I did was read SOP's for three hours, I never felt anxiety that I should have kept at school, because this whole new, unexpected world is out there. It is a frightening, refreshing thought. I think this whole tech writing thing is going to be alot more interesting than it was in my college class. What I do here has consequence, and I was hired because they had confidence I could do the job. It's a neat feeling, really, and it is one, like the getting up and actively engaging myself for 8 hours a day, which will take some getting used to.
And now, just because I want to, and because I can, and because I am being a lazy-butt and not going to the gym, I am going to reward myself for accepting this new venture with a nice hot bath...
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