I learned something today. When you are trying to get pregnant, do not ever begin conversations by saying “guess what!” because people (parents especially) will inevitably guess that you are pregnant. Then you have to say, “No, I’m still not pregnant, my uterus is still broken, and thank you for reminding me of that!” Then they get all offended at your bitchy attitude and the actual news that you have, which is that you finally found a fucking job after 6 months of looking, ends up being sort of lame. When it is in fact, awesome.
So, yeah, that’s my news. Job, yes. Baby, no.
Sigh
My attempts to leave the world of social work have failed yet again. Someone up there must think I’m good at it, but I’m still not convinced.
Which incidentally, I have determined has been the cause of my lack of blogs lately – I’m having some sort of existential crisis where I’m trying to figure out what I’m supposed to be doing with my life, and the answers just aren’t there. It’s not blog block exactly, more like blog flood. There so much crap jumbled up in my head and I want to write about it all, but there’s too much and I don’t know where to start.
So, I don’t start. I tweet, and facebook, and chat, and read blogs all day and then spend the evening watching my new obsession – Stargate SG1 (where has this show been all my life?) – and pretending my life is awesome, exciting, and meaningful. When right now it doesn’t feel like any of those things.
Other than my marriage, everything feels wrong. Where I live, what I do, the fact that I’m not a mom yet, the fact that I probably have a lot more annoying and painful medical stuff to go through before I can be a mom, all of it feels like I’m not living the life I’m supposed to be living.
Well, and there’s the other reason I didn’t want to blog about this stuff – see how I just got all Debbie Downer with this shit?
So, let’s change the subject.
I have a job! I don’t know much about it yet, other than I’m working for the County as an on-call worker in the juvenile detention facility, where I will no doubt be provided with endless sweet ass blogging material that I can never use.
Something about “confidentiality”.
welcome back to social services
Thanks
oh social work, why can’t I quit you?
Congrats x 2039548585
Og Girl, I’ve bben there. Now I’m being woken up at 1:30 in the morning with pee all over the floor and a diaperless bum. Not that I would change it. You’ll get there.
And congrats on the job.
Congrats on the new job. One less thing to stress about is always a good thing. Can’t wait to hear the edited version of what you can share about your new
adventures!
Thanks everyone for the congrats *and* for cheering me up! And I will definitely find a way to edit some of my adventures to share with you all.
Ah, congrats on the job and welcome to Lane County employment! Mooooahahahahahahaha! Yes, Cathy, yes. Join us on the dark side. ahahahahahHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
I mean, cool. Lane County’s a pretty good employer. I haven’t had too many complaints other than the crappy union negotiations this last year, but other than that, the last 9 years have been very good.
Congrats!
SB
Seriously! Where WAS I? I just noticed this was posted… I lost is somewhere between your flashback Fridays.
I know I already said it once, but I hope your first day went really well. And I know it isn’t *technically* your first day, but it is. I’m putting this in the past tense, since I know you can’t read it until after 5.
Lame.