Mono Sucks

Since Easter I haven't been feeling myself. At first I thought I was just run down, maybe depressed. Middle of June I was diagnosed with Mono. No bike riding, no activity for several weeks. Just rest.

You can only watch Maury so many times. The first week I was trapped in my apartment with no energy and no one to talk to except my cat. Total depression took over and I began re-evaluating my life. It's the end of July and i'm still recovering from this virus. I had no idea something like this could knock you on your ass for months.

One day i'm feeling great. Then I overdo it and feel like ass the next day. I think I am finally ready to go back to the gym and begin indoor cycling again. I'm allowed back on a bike as of Aug. 1. I'm itching to get back into normal activities! Anything to get me out there.

After this, I realized that I don't have alot of friends in Detroit. Time to make some new friends. I also want a good, solid, mature relationship with someone. The only way this can all come about is if I can get out there and meet people. I'm hoping I can make this happen.

August Showers Bring Budget Headaches

So Jordan is getting married in October to Stockboy, and i'm standing in my 5th wedding. Becky announced she is pregnant with her first baby and is due in October as well. So you may be guessing - Vodka has more showers? Right?

Correct! Two in the same weekend! August 8th and 9th. Up north where my parents live. So I got the invite for Becky's baby shower in the mail and figured Jordan should have her registry up. So I decided to do a little search.

Boy did I find a registry. Vacuum cleaners, Kitchenmaid mixers and tents. Yes I said a tent. I'm stumped though, she registered at Target and JCPenney. She created duplicates and i'm not sure why she would do that? Bath towels, kitchen items, bed linens, etc. I guess because i'm not married, I don't understand the point of this? If someone can explain, please do.

Thank goodness i'm expecting some overtime in my check because i've already spent $150 for the bridesmaid dress and now have to purchase gifts in the next couple weeks that's probably going to cost me another $150. Yay.

It Ain't Easy Bein Green

If you've read below, Biker Boy and I didn't work out. So why is it that even though I was technically not really in a relationship with him, the moment he's out of my life everyone else is involved with someone?

My good friend Julie just this week is starting something up. We were the last of the singles. We would do movie night with a few other married couples and Julie would be my date. So now that she has someone, I guess i'm going to be alone at movie night.

I can't help but feel jealous. I'm the last one standing. It's so hard to make new friends here. You make most of your friends in college, not when you're 32.

I've signed up for a few groups through meetup.com. But unfortunately, I was diagnosed with mono a few weeks ago and i'm not 100% yet. I want to meet people that like to bike and maybe do some other group activities. I have to wait it out till i'm able to do more things than walk around my apartment complex. Till then, i'll hang out with my cat I guess.

Worshiping a False God?

If you are a Christian we have been told to not worship false gods.

What I don't understand is why we are worshiping Michael Jackson like this. I admit, I watched some of the memorial tribute. First of all, he's in a gold casket. Then, we have pictures in the background and some of them have him with his arms outstretched almost looking like Jesus Christ. The speeches were all about how wonderful he was and he was the King.

Why do we put people in the entertainment business up on a pedestal? Was it really necessary?

Whether or not he is guilty of the child molestation charges is not the point of this. He was a huge influence in the 80's and 90's for music. Yes his songs will last forever. His humanitarian efforts will not be ignored either.

I just hope he's in a better place and I pray his kids will be able to live a normal life.

Now stop worshiping him like a god, and let him rest in peace.

Sigh...

I woke up this morning, dragged my butt out of bed. Got myself ready, made my lunch. Left my apartment.

Get in the car.

It's only 7:15.

My alarm clock had the wrong time on it.

I got to work at 7:30. I'm exhausted.

FML.

Workin for a Livin

I don't talk much about my work, and i'm going to try and keep it that way. I guess this post is about what makes you happy.

I like my job. I don't LOVE it. Being in the Detroit area, I'm very thankful for my job. Without a paycheck I would be screwed. I have too many friends that have been laid off, and know that I have a good thing goin.

The problem I'm having is that I can't see myself in this job for the next 10 years. I've been with this ad agency for 9 years, 4 of which is in IT. In the beginning it was new and exciting, 40 hours a week and I was learning something new. Now all I hear are people complaining, with no responses of "thank you so much" or "i really appreciate it" after I finish fixing something.

How do you start a new chapter in your life when you don't have the skills needed for it? I want to get into more project management, maybe web development. I need more coding skills for web and at least 5 years experience for project management. At least that's what every job on the internet is telling me. Going back to school would be nice, but i'm still trying to pay for my first college experience.

How do you know when you've had enough? If I had the money saved, i've actually considered quitting, moving back home and going back to school. But that's a fairy tale, and this is reality. Reality is paying bills, with a little left over to enjoy some semblance of a life.

I keep telling myself something has to give. Something has to go my way at some point. Maybe that new opportunity is around the corner. I'm not going to stop looking for it.

Thoughts

So if anyone has bothered to check this blog, I haven't written in a while. Honestly I think I didn't want to put down my thoughts in writing. I was afraid I would reveal too much of myself. Now I feel as though I need to write, in order to figure out things.

Last time I wrote it was November. I did get the baby blanket done, Amy had her baby before Thanksgiving and he looks like a mini-Ringo. Things seem to be going well there, as long as Amy has her mother to take mini me from time to time.

The past few months have been a blur for me. December brought about what I thought to be big changes. Biker boy met my family at xmas and at that point I thought we were heading into something more serious. I was wrong of course, he broke up with me on New Years, got back together the next day and finally broke up in February. He then moved in with me in March because he has no money, is unemployed and needed a place to stay. He stayed in my extra bedroom and we were just friends.

Course all this changed again in April when he initiated things with me and being lonely and in love with him started things back up. I wasn't expecting anything, but figured why not have fun and just let things go. That all came crashing down when Biker boy decided he wanted to date me, only to tell me a week later that he also wanted to date other people. I declined, and he's off scrumping some chick that can bike 30 miles and run marathons.

It's hard not to talk to him, but know it's for the best. He's not ready for anything serious, and even though I wasn't expecting a commitment I at least wanted him to date me and only me. Chlamydia is not a flower.