my best friend made this mix years ago. but i discovered a sister hazel song i'd never noticed before.
it made my eyes well up with tears on that drive home, just me, the moonlight & the freeway- my heart bursting with gratitude that these words couldn't be truer when it comes to the love between my husband & i.
i came home, walked thru the door, popped it into the cd player, took Zane's hand & pulled him up while we slowed danced around the living room.
3.30.2011
stronger?
i think my job is helping me to be more assertive. that & life experience over the past year.
working with seniors has been delightful, a truly positive experience. without trying to be amusing, it's really like working with babies, like 30 at a time.
i'm over what we call 'front hall' & it's known as a more dependent hallway as far as residents needs are concerned... vs. the more self-sufficient 'back hall' which i never get assigned. it's sort of flattering that this has become my hallway. at least that's what i remind myself when it gets hairy:) & the point of that is not to toot my horn, but to emphasis by default, i am feeling stronger because i have to be for them.
i understand seniors in a way that i never could have without this job & for that i feel so thankful that this opportunity dropped into my lap. i could go on & on about what i learn from them day to day, and occasionally i probably will babble a bit along those lines:)
i am enjoying a job that gives me stories to go home with every night. that is the coolest.
& while i'm rambling about my job, i loooove working nights. i was made to work nights, i can't imagine going back to mornings.
anyway back to the point about feeling stronger. i made a phone call a few days ago that i didn't foresee ever being able to make a few months ago. it was a healthy move, a baby step toward rebuilding that relationship.
& i didn't feel like a little girl controlled by the world around her. i felt like a woman, strong in her own rite.
working with seniors has been delightful, a truly positive experience. without trying to be amusing, it's really like working with babies, like 30 at a time.
i'm over what we call 'front hall' & it's known as a more dependent hallway as far as residents needs are concerned... vs. the more self-sufficient 'back hall' which i never get assigned. it's sort of flattering that this has become my hallway. at least that's what i remind myself when it gets hairy:) & the point of that is not to toot my horn, but to emphasis by default, i am feeling stronger because i have to be for them.
i understand seniors in a way that i never could have without this job & for that i feel so thankful that this opportunity dropped into my lap. i could go on & on about what i learn from them day to day, and occasionally i probably will babble a bit along those lines:)
i am enjoying a job that gives me stories to go home with every night. that is the coolest.
& while i'm rambling about my job, i loooove working nights. i was made to work nights, i can't imagine going back to mornings.
anyway back to the point about feeling stronger. i made a phone call a few days ago that i didn't foresee ever being able to make a few months ago. it was a healthy move, a baby step toward rebuilding that relationship.
& i didn't feel like a little girl controlled by the world around her. i felt like a woman, strong in her own rite.
praise for etsy
i can't speak highly enough of http://www.etsy.com/.
i stalk that place on a daily basis. i have made about 4 purchases, with a few more planned in the future & every time i am blown away by this little (actually huge) creative community.
every time i receive my purchase via mail it's like getting a delightful package from a friend. it's always hand-wrapped with care with personal notes enclosed.
i like that.
i stalk that place on a daily basis. i have made about 4 purchases, with a few more planned in the future & every time i am blown away by this little (actually huge) creative community.
every time i receive my purchase via mail it's like getting a delightful package from a friend. it's always hand-wrapped with care with personal notes enclosed.
i like that.
to blog or not
i've thought about writing 100x in the past couple months. i've actually taken pen to paper a handful of those times & today i make it official, blog-style.
blame it on transitioning to 'home-owner' & starting a new job that continues to evolve in the form of safety committees, med tech class & actual med-tech training that starts next week.
writing, for me, puts me in 'serious mode' and makes my mind go to places that are sometimes hard to swallow. it holds me to this higher standard that brings a level of responsibility & reality that sometimes is easier to just avoid.
to sum it up, it sort of feels like i get to escape growing pains if i leave the pen down.
bad anna i know. i should always be up for growth right? but the truth is, i'm not always up for it.
blame it on transitioning to 'home-owner' & starting a new job that continues to evolve in the form of safety committees, med tech class & actual med-tech training that starts next week.
writing, for me, puts me in 'serious mode' and makes my mind go to places that are sometimes hard to swallow. it holds me to this higher standard that brings a level of responsibility & reality that sometimes is easier to just avoid.
to sum it up, it sort of feels like i get to escape growing pains if i leave the pen down.
bad anna i know. i should always be up for growth right? but the truth is, i'm not always up for it.
to-do-list
Last night we went to Lowe's to look at paint colors. We have a photo of a houseboat in seattle that is more or less guiding our choices for the living room, but it was still agonizing.
We finally ended up with two paint chips called "trolley" & "rain puddle" aka bright red & pale grey. Sounds weird. Zane was on board before I was, but i'm officially excited about them.
Inspection day this morning with Mr. McGrew, also one of our last steps before we close in the morning.
He said lots of pretty things like, "i'm trying really hard to find something wrong with your house & i can't find anything guys."
There is probably a 10-page report with two columns on every page that say "major" & "minor." All the "major" columns are blank...
(Angels are singing somewhere on our behalf).
One of the HUGE highlights was to discover that we have a well that is connected to an irrigation system in both the front & back yard.
Endless water + cheap water bills? Yes, please! (We actually did a happy dance in the presence of Mr. McGrew).
Next was the termite inspection with Mr. Allen, which we also passed.
I was making small talk with the man over my afternoon dose of caffeine, when he said, "are you in a hurry or something?"
I told him I wasn't at all to which he then replied, "well this is going to take about 20-minutes (dot, dot, dot)
Ok, ok, hint taken. I was highly amused & shared this story with Zane via text message.
He replied with, "Sorry. I like your small talk." Awww...
Looking forward to making the jump to 'home-owners' tomorrow!
We finally ended up with two paint chips called "trolley" & "rain puddle" aka bright red & pale grey. Sounds weird. Zane was on board before I was, but i'm officially excited about them.
Inspection day this morning with Mr. McGrew, also one of our last steps before we close in the morning.
He said lots of pretty things like, "i'm trying really hard to find something wrong with your house & i can't find anything guys."
There is probably a 10-page report with two columns on every page that say "major" & "minor." All the "major" columns are blank...
(Angels are singing somewhere on our behalf).
One of the HUGE highlights was to discover that we have a well that is connected to an irrigation system in both the front & back yard.
Endless water + cheap water bills? Yes, please! (We actually did a happy dance in the presence of Mr. McGrew).
Next was the termite inspection with Mr. Allen, which we also passed.
I was making small talk with the man over my afternoon dose of caffeine, when he said, "are you in a hurry or something?"
I told him I wasn't at all to which he then replied, "well this is going to take about 20-minutes (dot, dot, dot)
Ok, ok, hint taken. I was highly amused & shared this story with Zane via text message.
He replied with, "Sorry. I like your small talk." Awww...
Looking forward to making the jump to 'home-owners' tomorrow!
sign
"i woke up in the blue room with the cracked ceiling. then i dressed in a hurry and snuck out the side door and walked into town. i stopped by my favorite cafe and drank a bowl size cup of coffee. i walked in the warm sand down to the beach early in the morning. it was quiet there. i laid on my towel and i looked at my feet that were tan and pretty against the crashing waves. the seagulls watched me, but only for the possibility of food. my hair whipped my face. i sat up to read the book i brought with me. it was a perfect day."
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