The other day I was thinking about life and the balance of a personal life and your work life. For me those lines are very blurred. I often put my work first and feel like I am in a relationship with my job. I see my coworkers more than my family and spend more time with them than I do my friends. So when thinking about a relationship out side of work I realized I rarely have both. If I am doing well at work, I am single....and when I am in a relationship my job stays the same.
Then the moment from the movie "The Devil Wears Prada" popped into my head...
Andy: My personal life is falling apart.
Nigel: That's what happens when you start doing well at work. Let me know when your entire life goes up in smoke: then it's time for a promotion.
A few weeks ago I stopped dwelling on the fact that I was single and started thinking about the future. What can I do to make my life better? What can I do to make myself feel better? And what could I do to just let go and have more fun? And that is exactly what I have been doing. When I stopped focusing on the things that I felt gave me voids and instead focused on what made me happy, my perception of situations turned around. And in turn it opened me up for new opportunities.
My work life is moving ahead and will be starting a new position in a few weeks. Now is the time for me to focus on my job, my career, and burry myself in work. So for the time being, I will not have it all. This girl will remain a work-o-holic. At the end of the day I will still smile because no boy can make as happy as I can myself. Finding satisfaction in what you are doing and finding pride in what you can accomplish can be some of the greatest feelings one can feel.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
There's an app for that...
Why did I not know there was an app for Blogger?! I always said that I didn't blog as much anymore because I don't have time to sit down infront of my laptop anymore like I used to in between classes before.
I'm hoping now that I have the access at my fingertips to blog all the time I will do it more...because let's face it, my phone is at my fingertips ALLLL time time. #seperationanxiety
Now excuse me while I continue to live tweet during my Sunday night TV line up.
Friday, February 11, 2011
A girl needs her gays.
I have decided that the best accessory a girl can have is a gay. This particular girl has two of her own, a gay boyfriend, and a gay husband.
A smart woman once said, "A gay boyfriend is the loop hole in monogamy." Yes, Carry Bradshaw was that smart woman, who taught me at a young age the importance of shoes, fashion, starbucks, and the gays.
The reason why the token gay bf is so important is because they are honest. My boyfriend I met while working. I ordered a crispy chicken sandwich (with chipotle mayo) and he criticized me for eating something so fatty. I knew from that moment we were going to be great friends. It took some time for our relationship to blossom, but it finally did. We started to bond over food, laughing at people, our love for fashion, all things glitter, and our favorite musical 'Legally Blonde.'
Luckily for me my gay boyfriend and I think A LOT alike. We will laugh at you for terrible fashion, stand in ridiculously long lines to meet famous people or for food, there is nothing we wont do for a good time.
My gusband (gay husband) and I met in high school, not as fast of relationship...but a long lasting one. I was there when he came out and have been by his side for the last 8 years.
One important time in my life was to introduce my gay boyfriend and my gusband...it's important for a girls gays to get along.
In the SATC episode "All That Glitters" Carrie's gay husband gets jealous over the gay boyfriend. That was the LAST thing that I wanted happening in my life. My gay boyfriend lives closer and I get to see him more. Yet my gusband knows that I love him more than anything & that he will always be the husband.
I love both of mine because they are always there for me. They are honest, can have fun, dance like nobody's looking, yet they do whatever you ask...just like a real boyfriend. We have the same taste in music, love lady gaga, and are into fashion. I could never get my boyfriend to listen to my music or give a lick about what I was wearing or what shoes match my outfit better.
It's the perfect win-win and mesh of the two worlds. It makes me happy and is a true must for any girl.
A smart woman once said, "A gay boyfriend is the loop hole in monogamy." Yes, Carry Bradshaw was that smart woman, who taught me at a young age the importance of shoes, fashion, starbucks, and the gays.
The reason why the token gay bf is so important is because they are honest. My boyfriend I met while working. I ordered a crispy chicken sandwich (with chipotle mayo) and he criticized me for eating something so fatty. I knew from that moment we were going to be great friends. It took some time for our relationship to blossom, but it finally did. We started to bond over food, laughing at people, our love for fashion, all things glitter, and our favorite musical 'Legally Blonde.'
Luckily for me my gay boyfriend and I think A LOT alike. We will laugh at you for terrible fashion, stand in ridiculously long lines to meet famous people or for food, there is nothing we wont do for a good time.
My gusband (gay husband) and I met in high school, not as fast of relationship...but a long lasting one. I was there when he came out and have been by his side for the last 8 years.
One important time in my life was to introduce my gay boyfriend and my gusband...it's important for a girls gays to get along.
In the SATC episode "All That Glitters" Carrie's gay husband gets jealous over the gay boyfriend. That was the LAST thing that I wanted happening in my life. My gay boyfriend lives closer and I get to see him more. Yet my gusband knows that I love him more than anything & that he will always be the husband.
I love both of mine because they are always there for me. They are honest, can have fun, dance like nobody's looking, yet they do whatever you ask...just like a real boyfriend. We have the same taste in music, love lady gaga, and are into fashion. I could never get my boyfriend to listen to my music or give a lick about what I was wearing or what shoes match my outfit better.
It's the perfect win-win and mesh of the two worlds. It makes me happy and is a true must for any girl.
Friday, January 28, 2011
"You're like an Army wife!..But not the Army, and not a wife..." -John
Well folks, I called that one!
The last time I blogged it was about my BSOS [bright shinny object syndrome] and by that I meant boys. I rarely blog when I'm consumed with a boy and happy with my life. I tend to blog more when I have time, am absurdly bored, dieting, or feel like it's really important [case in point: Heidi Montag's surgeries].
As you all either know, or have guessed there is a boy in my life. A familiar face we see again. No, I am not back with any ex [god that would be tragic for everyone involved] but I am dating a Yuba City boy.
Who knew a Yuba City boy could make a LA girl happy? [Yes, I have stopped claiming Yuba City...no body knows where it is on a map, so why should it really exist as my hometown?]
Well here I am, in a spot I never, ever ever ever, thought I would be in...
I am dating a Marine.
I have always been very respectful and thankful for what all of the men and women do who serve this country. But never once did I thought I would actually date one.
If I ever thought Red Robin had too many accronyms to learn, boy does the military have us topped. I always have to ask the BF to translate because I don't have a CLUE as to what he is talking about.
Now this boy I speak of is usually at my house right about now. However this weekend, and for the next 7 weekends he will not be here. He is not over seas (thank god) but he is safely training in North Carolina.
I miss him so much every single day and I feel bad, and almost guilty for my feelings. I know there are TONS of other people out there who miss their loved ones because they are separated also. I am fortunate that mine is only gone for 63 days and in the states. I feel as though it is shameful for me to be so sad when there are others separated months at a time and do not get to talk to their loved ones as much as I do.
It's a weird combination of feelings this all has brought up. It's such a weird feeling to feel proud and guilty at the same time. They don't work well together and just make everything more confusing.
I do know that if I miss him this much now, I dread the day he has to tell me he's leaving again. I know it comes with the title and comes with the job so I have to be realistic and know it will be a matter of time.
Never in my life did I think I would be in this spot. To be so happy, so proud...yet so sad and so scared.
This doesn't do well for my emotions [especially when I'm PMSing...lord help those around me]. I am also thankful I have controlled my shopping habits. Before new purses or shoes = happiness and love. Now I have to control that mindset otherwise I would be at Nordstrom & DSW ever other day.
I commend anyone out there who has a boyfriend, a loved one, a parent, or a friend who is serving the country. I'm sure you can relate to what I am saying and how I feel. I give you all props for how you stand strong and stand by those you love.
52 days bloggers, then I can stand...wrapped in the arms of the boy.
The last time I blogged it was about my BSOS [bright shinny object syndrome] and by that I meant boys. I rarely blog when I'm consumed with a boy and happy with my life. I tend to blog more when I have time, am absurdly bored, dieting, or feel like it's really important [case in point: Heidi Montag's surgeries].
As you all either know, or have guessed there is a boy in my life. A familiar face we see again. No, I am not back with any ex [god that would be tragic for everyone involved] but I am dating a Yuba City boy.
Who knew a Yuba City boy could make a LA girl happy? [Yes, I have stopped claiming Yuba City...no body knows where it is on a map, so why should it really exist as my hometown?]
Well here I am, in a spot I never, ever ever ever, thought I would be in...
I am dating a Marine.
I have always been very respectful and thankful for what all of the men and women do who serve this country. But never once did I thought I would actually date one.
If I ever thought Red Robin had too many accronyms to learn, boy does the military have us topped. I always have to ask the BF to translate because I don't have a CLUE as to what he is talking about.
Now this boy I speak of is usually at my house right about now. However this weekend, and for the next 7 weekends he will not be here. He is not over seas (thank god) but he is safely training in North Carolina.
I miss him so much every single day and I feel bad, and almost guilty for my feelings. I know there are TONS of other people out there who miss their loved ones because they are separated also. I am fortunate that mine is only gone for 63 days and in the states. I feel as though it is shameful for me to be so sad when there are others separated months at a time and do not get to talk to their loved ones as much as I do.
It's a weird combination of feelings this all has brought up. It's such a weird feeling to feel proud and guilty at the same time. They don't work well together and just make everything more confusing.
I do know that if I miss him this much now, I dread the day he has to tell me he's leaving again. I know it comes with the title and comes with the job so I have to be realistic and know it will be a matter of time.
Never in my life did I think I would be in this spot. To be so happy, so proud...yet so sad and so scared.
This doesn't do well for my emotions [especially when I'm PMSing...lord help those around me]. I am also thankful I have controlled my shopping habits. Before new purses or shoes = happiness and love. Now I have to control that mindset otherwise I would be at Nordstrom & DSW ever other day.
I commend anyone out there who has a boyfriend, a loved one, a parent, or a friend who is serving the country. I'm sure you can relate to what I am saying and how I feel. I give you all props for how you stand strong and stand by those you love.
52 days bloggers, then I can stand...wrapped in the arms of the boy.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
