Blast from the past - self?
Greetings!
Man, I was in a mood and decided to click on really old posts. I'm really glad that the archives exist because its certainly a look into my mindset so many years ago now. I started this thing nearly 20yrs ago and so much has changed of course. It would be pretty sad if it didn't.
Part of me wants to bitch slap the person I was 20 years ago, but mostly it just gives me a sense of how much i've changed over the years. For good I'd like to think and hope.
Just reading how confused and tossed about I was, and realizing just how deeply and embracing of who I am today is really nice. I don't feel the need to justify myself, I feel confident saying kiss my ass, and make very few apologies anymore.
We all have moments of self doubt of course, but those moments are fleeting and no longer all consuming as they once were.
Admittedly i've been struggling with family BS as I get older and keep pondering the need to vent, unload, just craft it outside my brain somehow.
I feel like blogging etc is kind of like the memory thing that dumbledore has in the harry potter books/movies. Where you can take these meandering thoughts, lay them out, and walk away. it's cathartic.
At the same time I have to wonder looking back, did any historical figures we admire today do the same? did Shakespeare (of course, ignoring the argument that he didn't actually write any/all of his plays himself) look at early work and wish to change it all?
I'm pretty sure Poe did - he was a hot mess :)
I suspect thats why admired authors died young or stopped at 1-2 books - the self doubt and analyzing probably would have sent them down a path...
Anywho...
Updatey on situations :
Corran is nearing 15, in all AP classes and in marching band playing trombone. He looks so handsome in his uniform! he's officially about 2" taller than I am, closing in on 6' already. Kid eats like it's his job
Quinn is almost 12, in middle school and taking on his adulty responsibilities like a star. he's started upright bass this year in orchestra (don't DARE call it band. I get that lecture daily. lol) and he's still neck and neck with his brother height wise, although he still hasn't broken 100lbs yet. I think last time he was weighed he was like 91lbs. Little string bean.
My brother stopped in for a few weeks, will NOT LEAVE. must begin charging him rent.
House has had SO MANY updates lately. new windows and doors, I completely renovated 2 smaller bedrooms and split the kids up. loft beds and desks, paint job by Moi, brand new fancy carpet. that was a fun project. Hail storm hit and i'm almost done doing 15K+ worth of repairs that insurance is covering a big part of. new roof, new paint, repairs, gutters...etc.
Bought a 2nd car - a goddamn minivan because kids really do need more room, plus brother tagging along, plus...my kids picked the biggest damn instruments. hahha.
But I refuse to give up driving stick daily...so thus, 2 cars. I much prefer my zippy little kia soul to a minivan. who wouldn't?
All the shitty jobs i've had over the years people would call them dreadful when i'd talk about them and i'm like "I actually liked working there" came to a head about a year ago. Took a job that was paying hand over fist, boss was a tool and threatened to fire me if I did my job even a little, but bitched because I wasn't doing anything. I knew for the entire 9m I worked there I would be fired, it was just a matter of when.
Left that job and started a new one about 2.5m ago and i'm still pinching myself. this week they are holding a game of tag complete with booze. during business hours. what in the actual Fuck?
I think thats the big stuff.... maybe i'll brain dump some therapy later. who knows.
Man, I was in a mood and decided to click on really old posts. I'm really glad that the archives exist because its certainly a look into my mindset so many years ago now. I started this thing nearly 20yrs ago and so much has changed of course. It would be pretty sad if it didn't.
Part of me wants to bitch slap the person I was 20 years ago, but mostly it just gives me a sense of how much i've changed over the years. For good I'd like to think and hope.
Just reading how confused and tossed about I was, and realizing just how deeply and embracing of who I am today is really nice. I don't feel the need to justify myself, I feel confident saying kiss my ass, and make very few apologies anymore.
We all have moments of self doubt of course, but those moments are fleeting and no longer all consuming as they once were.
Admittedly i've been struggling with family BS as I get older and keep pondering the need to vent, unload, just craft it outside my brain somehow.
I feel like blogging etc is kind of like the memory thing that dumbledore has in the harry potter books/movies. Where you can take these meandering thoughts, lay them out, and walk away. it's cathartic.
At the same time I have to wonder looking back, did any historical figures we admire today do the same? did Shakespeare (of course, ignoring the argument that he didn't actually write any/all of his plays himself) look at early work and wish to change it all?
I'm pretty sure Poe did - he was a hot mess :)
I suspect thats why admired authors died young or stopped at 1-2 books - the self doubt and analyzing probably would have sent them down a path...
Anywho...
Updatey on situations :
Corran is nearing 15, in all AP classes and in marching band playing trombone. He looks so handsome in his uniform! he's officially about 2" taller than I am, closing in on 6' already. Kid eats like it's his job
Quinn is almost 12, in middle school and taking on his adulty responsibilities like a star. he's started upright bass this year in orchestra (don't DARE call it band. I get that lecture daily. lol) and he's still neck and neck with his brother height wise, although he still hasn't broken 100lbs yet. I think last time he was weighed he was like 91lbs. Little string bean.
My brother stopped in for a few weeks, will NOT LEAVE. must begin charging him rent.
House has had SO MANY updates lately. new windows and doors, I completely renovated 2 smaller bedrooms and split the kids up. loft beds and desks, paint job by Moi, brand new fancy carpet. that was a fun project. Hail storm hit and i'm almost done doing 15K+ worth of repairs that insurance is covering a big part of. new roof, new paint, repairs, gutters...etc.
Bought a 2nd car - a goddamn minivan because kids really do need more room, plus brother tagging along, plus...my kids picked the biggest damn instruments. hahha.
But I refuse to give up driving stick daily...so thus, 2 cars. I much prefer my zippy little kia soul to a minivan. who wouldn't?
All the shitty jobs i've had over the years people would call them dreadful when i'd talk about them and i'm like "I actually liked working there" came to a head about a year ago. Took a job that was paying hand over fist, boss was a tool and threatened to fire me if I did my job even a little, but bitched because I wasn't doing anything. I knew for the entire 9m I worked there I would be fired, it was just a matter of when.
Left that job and started a new one about 2.5m ago and i'm still pinching myself. this week they are holding a game of tag complete with booze. during business hours. what in the actual Fuck?
I think thats the big stuff.... maybe i'll brain dump some therapy later. who knows.
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