November 12th, 2015
Has it really been a whole year since I last posted a blog entry? I don’t have an exciting story as to why I stopped blogging. I lost the interest. I didn’t lose content. I actually had things that I could blog about. I just didn’t have the attention span long enough to type anything of interest. I don’t have a lot to update on. I’m no longer at the animal hospital job. I’m starting a new job on Monday working as a legal assistant for a law firm. I’m a bit nervous. It’ll be things I’m familiar with doing as far as working an administrative/clerical job goes. But the legal side will be something completely new for me. The closest I’ve ever come to working a legal type job, is opening, sorting, prepping, indexing legal documents when I worked at the Workman’s Comp. insurance company.
I’m excited about the new job. I’m sad about not working with animals anymore. But I am not done. I will find my way back into the animal care field soon. I needed to do what was best for me, and part time hours and no set structure were not conducive to the goals I have set for myself. For one, I’ve been living in my mother’s house for over 5 years now. That is way too long. It’s too long to be living in a cigarette smoke filled house. It’s too long to be living in a tiny room that tends to make me feel like the walls are swallowing me up. I’m beyond ready for the day when I can move into my own place. My own walls. My own things. My own rules. No cigarette smoke.
That’s the biggest goal for me right now. Aside from focusing all of my attention onto the new job. Getting secure enough so that I can realistically start looking for a place to call my own. And then once that’s done, maybe I can focus on other things like relationships. I was in a couple relationships last year. I’ve spent the majority of this year very single, very much alone. I still don’t have any friends here. I’m still sad about this and bitter at times. But whenever I think about it, I make myself stop, and force myself to focus on what I do have control over. Job, and place of my own. That’s all that matters. Job first, place of my own next. And then I can focus on the rest.