sums it up!

So life is good. I wake up around 8 or 9am and check my e-mail and usually remain in my pajamas until...well whenever I want. At some point throughout the day, I look for a job, usually craigslist, since I can find the most relevant, local and abundant job postings. Though they aren't always "ideal." Summer just ended, but you could count on about once a week, I was found in my sister's pool entertaining little girls and trying to catch a few rays in between, to which I owe a fabulous tan line that I couldn't be more proud of.  On days not spent by the pool, I'd find a little time for freelance work at whatever point in the day I feel like working on it (unless there are deadlines) and maybe sneak in a trip to the gym, bank, lunch with a friend or shopping for my roommate, Mindy. Strange, I know, but she hates shopping and I love it. She has money and I  don't. So shopping for her quenches my craving to shop and helps her out too. I love when things work out like that.

So I made no money this summer, took no extravagant trips or had any incredible romances, but I could not trade it for the amazing clarity this  work hiatus has brought me. I think God knew that my brain and emotions needed some time off after the traumatic spring I had. Some time to regroup and focus on the next stage in life-MARRIAGE!- haha just kidding, hopefully finding my career and figuring out where I am supposed to be. 

Most of the time my brain is going 100 miles/minute with infinite lists of things I want to accomplish. Short term: find a job, learn web design, flash and 3D better, paint more, get in better shape, find a new perfume, arrange living situations, read more, plan a vacation, get an iPhone :), hike cathedral gorge, etc. Long term: Get out of debt, find a career, travel more, get married, have babies, buy a house, keep in touch with friends better, buy a bike, etc. Which leads, I suppose to stress, which I don't feel, but I know its there. Reality is that we need goals, but to not let them discourage us and to take them one at a time and God will help us along in one way or another if we are trying. 

Wow, what better time to start blogging than at 1:00am when you have no job. Even better to know that I can be found, but that I am not telling anyone...

 

new dream

So I, for some reason, was driving around town with no direction when I decided to stop at the Orleans Casino. It didn't look like the orleans, but roll with that, because I am pretty sure it was. Suddenly I have this man following me and of course that is a little creepy. He's not trying to be sneaky, he is standing right next to me, making small talk and trying to walk me to my car. So I think he's going to try something, but I keep walking. Suddenly he becomes my protector because there are worse people around trying to scare me or hurt me or something. But of course I am lost, and I can't find my car and this man turns into someone I know very well and he continues to help me look for my car. Right before I wake up he says, "you know, I can hear your voice with every death." 

Does that mean I am some kind of Grimm Reaper?! On top of that, I never did get to my car and never found out what that meant. Certain people need to get out of my dreams, thats for sure.

dream 9/08/08

So I keep having these dreams that make me wake up tired. This one is pretty boring, but I had a dream I was walking for miles, carrying luggage trying to find my friend emily in some fruit orchid or field in some small town with no cell service and no directions. I was tired, thirsty, and almost got hit by a car. No clue what that means. Do dreams really have meaning ALL the time? Hmmm...

It's midnight, I don't know!

So it is midnight and I just created a blog for myself. I don't really know if I am going to tell people about it. For now I am going to be a secret blogger and hope I have some crazy things I can post that someone may actually read one day. If not, I guess you can call it a journal, a dream diary, a place to store lists, silent therapist, etc. 

Have fun reading this!

So my latest crazy dream involved my bishop creating a special sacrament meeting with a stand full of showgirls in full costume (mostly modest). I think I was so taken-aback that I can't tell you much more of it, besides I woke up stressed and unrested. Hmmm...

I'm open for interpretation