I love my job I love my job I love... my... job.

As a slave to the corporate world, each day is a test of patience and work ethic. Hopefully I pass most of the time, but lately it's not easy! I'd much rather be illustrating something or cooking something or running or biking or even sitting at the sewing machine, SOMEthing other than the dreadful desk, sheafs of paper and stacks of books as my daily companions. Who does love their job? A lot of people! That's awesome. I suppose I am in a time of life where I need to learn about this ... daily theme of corporate gobbledygook I am working with and advising people on and talking about with co-workers. Each time I hear words like "pushback" or "standpoint" or "issue" I either giggle or die a bit inside. If only I could play a drinking game with those words. Ha! Inapprope.



I'm thankful for my job. I am. I work with great people, we band together a lot and I feel like there is a part of me becoming stronger and learning something I am supposed to at this time in life..... to quote Steve Martin in Father of the Bride with a sarcastic sneer..."I hope so."



It's a good day to start blogging again. First of the month. October. Just talked to all siblings AND mom last night, which doesn't happen often. My husband said just last night, as I talked about the food blogs I'd been reading and recipes I'd tried from reading these food blogs, that I should think about blogging too. He's right, I had. I have slight issues with posting pictures of myself doing things. However I have a lot to talk about, so ... why not blog it! More to come. I really plan on writing more this time....than one post at least!