this was yesterday's and forgot to post....

Don’t say that later will be better
You’ve got stuck in a moment and you can’t get out of it……………

So I figured out that my printer here at work prints up black and white pictures and with unusual clarity. Now, all over my cubicle are pictures of my brother, Reagan and now one of Alan. It is comforting to have pictures of friends and family up. Something about it eases the pang of data entry. I hope that I don’t turn into Chandler Bing, where no one knows what it is that I do. What it really boils down to is that the person that used to work here in my seat didn’t know how to use the computer well enough to create a small database for mass mailers, so now I am playing catch up on the work they couldn’t do. Everyone is all excited that I can, however, it is quite a task doing the entry. Having the faces up that surround me make things easier. Life is just life and not of severe consequence. Work is just work and has no consequences when you do what you are supposed to do. I have been stuck in a blaze mood here lately and data entry has become nothing but monotonous, although, my relationship with my boss is growing. I am becoming more and more trusted and thus given more personal responsibility as an assistant (i.e. with cars and purses, dates and preparations, who to talk to at the paper and such). I have had an occasion to become overwhelmed, but not too badly.

I went to meet with friends in Homer last night and it was a good discussion topic: One Day at a Time. You know, I used to live one day at a time, but not because I wanted to but because I didn’t know how else to live. Mostly, I never believed that I would make it to 27 years old (especially with out being married or such the predictables that come with that). Something about my life seemed with out a future so my life was day to day. It made it hard to pay rent. Then with the change of time and being up here, I have come to find that sometimes I have make myself go back to doing things one day at a time. There are some days when I plan my whole life before I know it. A great example is the line I dropped to my mom on email: I still have Saturday free, do you want to claim that spot before it fills up and the rest of my month is taken? The rest of my month…….Life has become very packed. When I first moved up here, I couldn’t fill one day with a list of things to do. Now I can’t even get it in one month!