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2009-11-07T21:02:00.000-08:00

This is an entry from my journal. Sometimes I enjoy looking back and seeing where I was a certain points in my life. This is why I write.

8/29/2007

So, where to begin? This summer. Finding my Dad dead in the backyard.

I don't really even begin to know how to talk about it. I think about my Dad constantly everyday and all night. Not about finding him, about what my life was and what it is now. I have become obsessed with trying to comprehend what happened. If he stayed in bed five more minutes, if he went to work that day, if he would have (at anypoint in his life) done any series of any events differently, would things have happened this way? Or was it always that his fate was going to lead him to having a heart attack on June 22? I just dont know. I am sad because I miss him and I have barely begun to accept the fact that he is gone.

He is such a close memory right now but as the years go by his memory will become distant and more distant and that is what scares me.

I like this post because now, two and a half years later, I could not find a better way to say this.

A Trying Week.

2009-10-18T17:05:00.000-07:00

My grandfather passed away last week and this weekend were his memorial services. I had such a great time with my family that now I do not want to go back to work at all. I fired my first person on Thursday which you would think would have been miserable. I actually found it very empowering and fulfilling becquse the guy was such a jerk. The store obviously responded well since the next day they made over $5,000 which is just unheard of.

I used to love my job so much and when I am there it is not bad. It is when I go home that I do not want to go back. I am having major problems with our new onboarding system and finding applicants. My sister's friend applied for a job which normally I would be so uncomfortable with, but righnow we are BOTH in a tough spot so it may work out. After having the whole weekend off, I am working open to clse tomorrow. I actually don't mind. I just wish I wasnt stressed.

Sometimes we just need a reminder

2009-10-04T18:12:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we all just need a little reminder of why we do what we do or why we love what we love. After a tough few weeks at work I had a chat with my boss who gave me some advice and pretty much reminded me that I am awesome at my job but more importantly that I WANTED ths job.

The fact that at one point in time I actually did in fact want this position easily escapes me. I will make a huge generalization here and assume that this is true for most people: it is so easy to get caught up in the day to day crap of life and forget that you like your job even though you hate it. As my reward for doing a good job at work today I let myself go home an hour early and get a haircut. I mean, I don't want to impress anyone too much by doing an awesome job AND working late...

I need a hobby

2009-10-03T20:12:00.000-07:00

Hello all. This blog is the result of stress and boredom.

I will start with an introduction of myself. I am a young woman with a lot of confidence and untapped potential because of my own laziness and my inability to stick with things for longer than a semester.

To make a living I manage a retail store at a high-end mall in the 'burbs of Philadelphia. This was my move after trying out 5 different colleges and not finding anything that I could commit to. The thing is, I don't mind working and not loving what I do. But when it comes to choosing a subject to study let alone a school to attend I have severe committment issues.

It seems that I have selective committment deficiencies. For example, I am engaged and fairly committed to my fiance but I can not commit to regular excercise or cleaning...