The clear vowels rise like balloons
By AmyMo on Nov 5, 2007 in Life
Some notes about October, written in November.
I started working for this company as a contractor in October of 2004. I had this to say about it at the time.
The road to getting hired full-time was a rocky one and it was a road I was on during a very difficult time in my life but I did eventually secure myself a position here the following June.
Last month, exactly three years to the date I walked in the door, they promoted me. I’m a fan of circles so you’ll forgive me if I stare at that one with my mouth open for a minute or two.
And the joy of it all is that I can still say this is a job I really want. One that I’m kinda good at and get off on and want to grow in and get better at. That’s three plus years of loving my job. I have no prior frame of reference for this.
And yet, my job right now–in this actual moment in time–is killing me. I’m frustrated, I’m tired, I’m adjusting and adapting and dealing but there is so much change happening and there are so many growing pains that it is absolutely key for me to maintain the perspective above because I have to wake up everyday and remind myself that I have a job I really want. Some mornings it’s more like, OMG I have to go to work again!
Anyway.
Ellen’s physical therapy is almost over and apart from the fact that she is now afflicted with the cold I just got over, she seems to be doing pretty well. Her return to work will most likely happen before the month is out, sadly, just in time for retail holiday hell.
As of this writing, our refrigerator is broken. Anybody want a warm pop?
I rewarded myself for the promotion and am now channeling all of my stress into a PlayStation 2–most recently a game called God of War II. So I walk around the house all night exclaiming, “I AM A GOD OF WAR!” to see if any of the cats get scared. Sadly, they don’t take me very seriously.
AND! The Buckeyes are once again undefeated with two games left of regular season play.
I’ll try to do better. I swear.


Amy,
As of this writing, the refrigerators in our break room are WORKING! (Some days they do. Some days they don’t.)
Hang in there with the job and keep reminding yourself that you have the job you want. It may help.
I miss your blog entries, so I hope you will write a bit more often.
Hugs,
Rebecca
Rebecca | Nov 6, 2007 | Reply
good to hear from you again!
Mom | Nov 6, 2007 | Reply