Today I became very frustrated at the things that were going on in my life...and mostly the fact that there are things I used to do and love but no longer do because I cannot find the time or the desire when I do have time. One of these things was keeping a journal. Since I've lived in Texas, I have gone off and on with keeping a journal. It frustrates me that I can't look back at the past couple months and remember the things I did or the emotions I felt. It seems as though I've been mentally distracted over the past few months and I have not allowed my mind to explore or delve deeper than the surface of the events that are happening to me.
I'm not yet sure on what I want to achieve from this blog. My original idea for a blog, that I never started, was to write down my dreams as I remember them. I think a photo blog would be pretty cool...if only I remembered to take pictures and consistently put my pictures on my computer (my pictures usually don't make it to Facebook until at least 6 months after the first picture in the bunch was taken). A daily log of the significant things in my day seems to be what my journal is used for and this might be boring for some people to read...unless I make it interesting. I could always expand on the little thoughts that come to my mind (which seems quite common of a lot of blogs) or I can work through some of the big things that are on my mind. I've seen cooking/recipe blogs, fitness blogs, couple blogs, and many more. I am not sure but eventually I would like a theme to my entries, but for now, this will do and I will write whatever I want to write about.
In reading a very select number of blogs in my life, I find there is a certain rhetoric to blog-writing. I can't quite describe what it is, but I find myself falling into it as I'm writing now. Maybe it's the I-know-someone-is-reading-this-but-I'll-never-know-who writing style--you don't release too much emotion but just enough to give the reader a taste of your personality.
Daily Log:
Today was my second of two days off this week...but not really because I got called into work anyway. Since I started my new position (Assistant Front Office Manager), I have yet to work less than 6 days in a work week and less than 55 hours in a week. I was hoping this week would be different, but it wasn't. Luckily I only had to work 4 hours today vs. my normal 10-hour day. Yay for salary. Bleh.
Speaking of work, I did get some good news. I have been invited to attend an Introduction to Management course in Fort Worth for a week at the end of August. I'm not sure how big of a deal this is. I know I basically get to meet every single person from the Corporate Office but I don't really know what it's about--introducing me to management I suppose? This will be my first trip that my job is sending me on. It's only too bad the corporate office wasn't in New York or Florida.
Outside of work I spent my entire day running errands as usual. I'm in the process of buying furniture. My dining room and living room feel quite lonely right now. I also looked for a new phone. I am terrible at making decisions because I spend much too long trying to decide what's best for me. I'll even go to the extent of writing out a pro/con-list, only to find that they are completely even in their pros and cons. Eventually I have to make a decision. I have not reached this point yet on a phone, couch, or dining table. Tomorrow I am taking the morning off to not think about any of these "difficult" decisions (all of these decisions require me to commit to giving my money monthly to someone for the next year or two, which is why finalizing something is so hard). Meh.
Well, I think that is all for today. This isn't nearly the extent of information I would include in my journal, so I might end up doing both. Also, if there is a way to comment on blogs, feel free to do so. There are some things I'll write about that I would love feedback on, especially when I'm trying to work through frustrations or deep thoughts. Ok now, goodnight. Buona Notte. Bonne Nuit. Buenos Noches.
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