I always want to blog but I never know what about. Maybe that just means that I want to write something -- and apparently blogging is the only way to get the words out.
I don't even have anything creative to say anyway.
I don't even know.
I have so much going on right now and I've been up since 5:30am and it's after midnight.
I got a new job -- just, FYI.
I DID work at a bank.
I am totally cut out for customer service. People LOVE me, I'm friendly and talkative. I knew a lot of the customers by name -- if not by name, I recognized their faces and would remember our conversations. They loved me.
I will miss that about working at the bank.
I learned though that I'm too much of a hippie to work in a financial institution. I'm not all about 'take, take, take'. I like to give.
Another lesson I learned from that experience:
I'm becoming more and more okay with closed chapters.
Not "burning bridges" because that sounds ugly.
I'm okay with closing chapters. It's almost the New Year.
Let's close some chapters and open a new one.
Everything happens exactly like it's supposed to and I'm excited to see what else is coming.
I'm excited about the NEW chapter with my new job.
I hope this New Years is as awesome as last years was.
No, scratch that. Last year, I was cranky and tired and broke and at the gay bar (which I LOVED except that I was sober) and SOBER.
BUT, in fairness, everything I asked for (from the universe) on New Years last year, I got -- even if it wasn't EXACTLY what I meant. It was a 'be careful what you ask for' kind of lesson, for sure.
I asked for a kiss from a stranger and was practically assaulted by a random guy who I accused of having (and probably giving me) bacterial meningitis afterwards (I ended up being fine -- I may have overreacted but I doubt it).
I asked for a crazy night -- and while I stayed sober, one of my friends DID get arrested (which we didn't find out about until the next day), Constance and I walked all over downtown ATX looking for a cab and was almost thrown up on on a super drunk guy once we found one.
Soooo, maybe this year will NOT be crazy. Maybe this year will just be... like an old persons New Year.
But I doubt it. I already have my eye on a dress (A DRESS, I know! What's the world coming to?!) that is sparkly for whatever plans I make.
I never thought I was a 'sparkly dress' kind of girl -- and I'm not but I'm bringing it this New Years.
I've also started appreciating how awesome I am. I appreciate the weirdness about myself or the silliness. I also understand and know my flaws. I know who I can be, who I'm working to be and who I WANT to be. I believe in myself.
I just want to be like Betty White OR Lucy -- Ohh, or Mary Tyler Moore.
Just classy, smart, and hilarious.
I've said, "be the kind of person you would want to date..." and I have to say, I totally AM the kind of person I would date. There are some things that I need to work on but other than that, as conceited as it sounds, I would date myself if I were into girls and had a clone.
I'm pretty amazing sometimes. Just saying.
Stay tuned for the Best and Worst of 2012!
