Making Decisions

I have am at a point in my life where I really need to make a lot of decisions and I have been putting it off for a VERY long time. Last night I was talking to Amy and it seemed like everything fell into place. I now have my whole education planned out and that is a big step for me given my recent anti-decision making mentality. I have decided to go into Family and Consumer Studies and maybe someday run my own pre-school in my house. I even have my after school planned out for the more than likely occasion that I don't get married. I am going to move somewhere fun and either go to beauty school or culinary arts school. I think I will be ready for an adventure at that point. So for the moment I've got all my bases covered...at least in one area of my life.

Am I just getting old?

I was talking to a dear friend today and we were discussing the fact that Thanksgiving is this week and December starts next week. I feel like time is just flying by. I told my mom that I don't know where time goes and she told me I was getting old. I didn't realize that time moving at the speed of light made you old.... but I guess it does.

120 Hours Later

What a week! And when I say week, I really mean the continuous work week that started LAST Monday. I have worked for 12 days in a row and averaged 10 hours a day. Many might not find this too extraordinary, but given the work situation I was in, I'm exhausted!

Our credit union just underwent a huge computer system conversion and who knew how much went into changing your system. I have learned an awful lot, but this is defiantly something I never want to do again.

After all this complaining I must admit, the paycheck will be nice. But more than just the money I feel like I truly have benefited from this whole experience. I met many new people, became better acquainted with co-workers and discovered, for myself, what I can accomplish when I set my mind to it. I was given a large bulk of testing for the new system and was given that assignment with no training. I was overwhelmed to say the least, but was able to get organized and really put together a good project.

As I completed this project it made me think back to all those yard projects, house projects, and other "projects" my dad always had us doing to help us learn how to "work." I have thought before that I was grateful for what my dad taught me, but this work experience has really helped me to see the amazing gift my dad has given me. I know that because of him and this one skill he helped me develop, I know that I can be successful at whatever I attempt to accomplish. I always heard my dad say "if someone knows how to work, they will be successful" I've always chalked it up to "one of Dad's saying" but have really learned for myself what it mean to be a good worker and the satisfaction that comes from doing a good job. I am so lucky to have the dad that I do.

This is a first for me

So I have these two friends that have introduced me to the world of blogging. I have never really understood the whole logic or the point of blogs. But I have crossed over to the way of the blogs.

I have officially started my own blog.

I realize that no one will ever read this because I don't know exactly who I would say "Do you want to read my blog?" Why ever thinks that someone wants to read about your life? I don't know who would care what I write here, and I am far from the professional blogger level that Stephanie and Lindsey are on. They have taken this to a whole new level that I hope to reach in time.

So it has begun... Lets see how it goes.