I Will Survive

I’m back, everyone. I actually got back in town last Sunday (I was at the random on-campus orientation for my graduate program), but last week was such a whirlwind I had zero time to write.

You see, there are four start dates each year for my program. I’m in the January cohort (as you probably guessed), but there’s March, July, and September cohorts, if I remember correctly. Out of all of those start dates, guess which one has classes start immediately after the on-campus orientation? That’s right, the January cohort, i.e. the one I’m in. While all the other people starting later in the year will have a week to rest after the orientation before classes start, I did not. I had my first class on Monday night about twenty-four hours after returning home, then another on Wednesday night.

The Wednesday class is every week, while the Monday class is every other week. I’m glad it worked out that way because the Wednesday class is actually really, really hard. I spent all of yesterday evening and today working on material for the upcoming session on the 16th. It wouldn’t be bad if I didn’t have to, you know, go to work during the day. More precisely, I have to go to work at a brand-new job I just started! If I had the energy, I’d insert the face palm emoji right there…

Anyway, last week was crazy. I wasn’t sure if I liked the job at first (I think I’m liking it better now), but managing a job and this graduate program is going to be ridiculous. I haven’t knitted or written any fiction at all this year, and sadly, it looks like that will be the case for the entire year. I really hope things will slow down and go back to normal once I finish my program—but that one be for another year and a half. Insert anguished emoji here…


Where Am I Going, Where Have I Been

Happy New Year, blog readers! (Those of you who are still out there…)

I haven’t written in a while. It wasn’t a deliberate absence—shortly after my last blog post, I had a job interview. A few days after that, I received an offer. I accepted the offer back in November, quit my old job two weeks later, and moved to a new city in December, right before Christmas.

And that’s that. I’m here in my new city now, preparing to start my new job next week. I’m also preparing to start my (second) masters program. I’ll be studying accounting this time around and even though I’m scheduled to finish in eighteen months, my time in the program is stretching out in front of me in an alarming manner. I’ve already done some of the homework I have due next week (classes haven’t started and they still assigned us homework!) and while it wasn’t too difficult, it’s going to be a lot to manage along with an actual full-time job.

I thought I’d be happy to quit my job, but what I mainly felt was relief. I miss all of my work friends. I did feel relieved at not having to see some people anymore, especially the person who received the undeserved promotion back in April.

In a strange way, maybe I should thank her. If she hadn’t been undeservedly promoted, I’m not sure I would have approached my job search with such… zeal. Now I’m at a fancy company (if you work in my industry, you probably know of it; if you aren’t in financial services, then probably not) with a fancy title and a fancy salary. And the best part? Finally, finally, I am eligible for a bonus. That was one complaint we all had at my previous company: the people who did all the work (my peers and I) weren’t bonus eligible, but the people who didn’t do nearly as much work were.

Now, let’s just hope the random on-campus orientation I have to attend this week doesn’t drive me completely nuts before I start this new job…

Instagram Hiatus

I deactivated my Instagram over a week ago. I haven’t missed it since.

On Instagram, deactivating is not the same as deleting. Deleting gets rid of the account entirely; deactivating simply hides it and any likes and comments you’ve made. Once you log in again, everything reappears as if you never left.

I love taking hiatuses from social media. I took a Twitter hiatus last week. I went back on this weekend, though I haven’t been on that much as of late.

But Instagram stresses me out in a way that no other social media site does—except Facebook. Granted, Instagram isn’t quite as bad, but there’s still that whole “show every perfect moment of my life to demonstrate how I’m doing it all, all the time” aspect to Instagram. I don’t want to single anyone out, but a friend of mine posted a picture of her feet with the Pacific Ocean in the background. It was a nice photo and got a ton of likes and comments. But the whole time I looked at it, I kept thinking of how miserable she actually is because she’s on a career path her parents forced on her and she works twelve hours a day, if not more, and is generally unhappy with her life.

I’m just rambling now. My point is social media posturing makes me stressed. I’ll probably be back on Instagram at some point… but I’m so enjoying my absence I think I’ll stay off another week, at least.

P.S. I wrote this whole post on my phone! I hope there aren’t any typos.

Even The Best Intentions…

…are sometimes thwarted. I had planned to blog every day this month, but that’s not happening now since I missed all of last week!

I’d planned on using the WordPress app on my phone to blog during some downtime at work (it was during lunch, I promise!) but then the cell service was out. AT&T, a company that must be rolling in money from all the customers paying for cell phones plans, landline service, internet, TV, and so on, can’t manage to keep its network reliably up. This is the second major outage we’ve had in 2018. I am not regretting buying an unlocked cell phone at all because if AT&T doesn’t get their act together, I can leave.

Also, another intention I had that was thwarted was knitting. This was a long weekend—today’s a bank holiday and I work in a bank, so most of us were able to take a paid holiday—and I’d planned to knit. But nope, that hasn’t happened. All I’ve done is clean, organize, buy food, cook food, pay bills, go over my budget spreadsheet, and do a ton of other things I didn’t really want to do but had to do. As a result: no knitting. Not a single bit on any of the three projects I’m working on.

I really hope I have time to knit later tonight. I think I’ve finished up everything. Knowing my luck, something else will come up, though…

A Vow

I have a vow: I want to blog every day this month, even if it’s just a short little post without much to say. So here we go for the first day. Since October is here, I found a nice picture of some autumn leaves to share.

From here

A Very Knitty Day

I had an excellent day today, dear readers. I spent nearly the whole day knitting. When I wasn’t knitting, I was cleaning (no fun!), walking outside (definitely fun), and trying a new recipe (it tastes great, so that was fun too). All in all, it was a supremely satisfying day. I’m actually considering just not going online that much anymore and redirecting that time towards knitting. Doing crafts is a lot more fun than seeing tweets pop up in my Twitter timeline about the latest inane controversy, or seeing people post photos on Instagram of how amazing their lives are, even when I know that behind the Instagram facade, they’re miserable.

What is not so excellent is my neglect of this blog… I meant to write some posts but didn’t. At least I’m on a big fiction writing streak right now. I have written at least five hundred words every day since August 12. It may not seem like much, but all that consistency adds up. I’ve written two short stories since then! They’re both science fiction and set in the same universe. One of them leaves off on a huge cliffhanger, so I need to write the sequel soon. I have no idea what’s going to happen, so I’m in suspense, too. Sometimes my characters really surprise me.

Unmotivated & Demoralized

I have something to confess to you, dear readers. Going to work has been a real struggle recently.

It’s going to sound like I’m dwelling and obsessing, which probably is true, but I have felt so, so, so unmotivated ever since a very undeserving person received a promotion back in April. Seriously, just getting up in time to get to work has been such a struggle. I mean, why rush if she barely shows up and gets promoted anyway, right?

It’s also frustrating because I’m getting a bit bored with my position. I’ve been doing it long enough that I’ve got things down. I’ve improved so, so much since starting at this job. I’m ready for the next level. I’m also not expecting it to happen. I hate to sound like a broken record, but it’s just so… frustrating.

Remember the undeserving person in question who managed to get that promotion? (I don’t know if I’ve ever said this, but she started at the company around the same time I did and until the promotion this April, we were at the same level.) Guess how much she worked last week, the week of July 23? Have a number in your head? Maybe you’re thinking 5 days, like a normal work week?

Well, dear reader, you would be wrong. She worked a grand total of 1.5 days. Yes, you read that right. One-and-a-half days. Yet she gets promoted to the next level up. If I don’t deserve a promotion, she definitely doesn’t.

Okay, rant over. I promise we’ll return to regularly scheduled programming concerning books I’ve read, writing projects I’m working on, and random fun things from my life next time I write a blog post. I just had to vent about this and get it off my chest.

(Unless you like reading about work drama. If you like posts like this, I can definitely oblige and give you more. Believe me, there’s more where it came from… 😉 )

Happy July!

Can you believe it’s July already? The year is half over now!

Anyway, I have some excellent news. Remember that graduate program I was talking about? Well, I got in! And I got a fellowship! Now I need to pay a deposit to reserve my place because I’ve decided I’m going to go for it. Next year at this time, I’ll probably be questioning my judgment since I’ll have to balance working and studying. 🙂 But I have my fingers crossed that some of the accounting concepts will be a bit easier this time around since I’ve done a lot of accounting at work in the last four years.

What else is new? Well, I’m scaling back on social media use this month so that I can get some work done on a fun novel I’ve outlined. It’s urban fantasy and it takes place in Moscow. And there are vampires. I’ve been looking forward to doing this idea for a while now, so it should hopefully be fun to write.

The Purple Cactus

I’ve been meaning to blog about this for a while now, but I kept forgetting. While browsing on Twitter last month, I spotted this incredible photo posted by an author I’ve followed for a while.

I love this thing so much.

Yes, my friends, that is a purple cactus. I love cacti and I love the color purple (though not as much as my friend Ruth!), so I am really thrilled by this plant. Some brief internet research reveals that it’s a purple pricklypear (Opuntia macrocentra, for the more botanically-minded out there), I think. Whatever it is, I think it’s great. I want one outside my house. Alas, I don’t live in the southwest, which is why I need to make a move to the southwest happen. Anyone want to hire a hardworking finance/accounting person out in Arizona? (Not even joking here, you guys! 🙂 The purple cactus is but one reason I need to move out west.)