Today is a day for self-care. I'm tired, physically and mentally. The last few days at work have been difficult. My body is sore and my mind hurts. I may just be being paranoid, but I don't feel entirely welcome yet at my new job. I don't know if it's because we mostly work alone and there just isn't time for communication, if I'm disliked, or if I'm just not doing things they want to be done. Or I'm just insecure. Our establishment is also being attacked by some crazed PETA-esque people over a dog that was aggressive and killed another companion animal. I don't want to get into it because the comments of some of these people are horrendous. It's difficult because as employees we can't say anything or respond to the comments and these people are so incredibly misinformed and spewing such hate. It's sad and they don't seem to realize that they are trying to sentence adoptable animals to death by trying to boycott us and dema...
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So I graduated from ODU Friday, May 6th. :) I still have a 4.0 gpa. Woo. For once in my life, I feel really proud of myself. I don't feel much different, really, but I'm enjoying the break. My summer class starts the 16th and then I begin my Master of Arts in Applied Sociology this fall. I began working a new job for the City of Norfolk in April. It's been pretty exciting but difficult. I work at a shelter and sometimes it's heartbreaking. It's very physically demanding but that part, I'm okay with. It can also be very rewarding. We adopted a pooch! I can't recall if I already posted it, but she's ridiculous and adorable. She's also being treated for heartworms. Yum. I've been working on my fitness some more, 'cause I'm a little over feeling like a sack of lard. Down three pounds so far! I'm still going to work towards my goal of 120. I've been reading lots of books! I've made it a go...
here we go: I am grateful for the city I live in. A fiance who makes me dinner and buys me books by my favorite authors, who takes care of me when I'm sick (and hungover), who will swear off restaurants and eating out for thirty days in support of my health journey, who loves me when I'm less than lovable I'm thankful for my fat, lazy cat and my fluffy, sassy rabbit. I am grateful that I'll be going to grad school in the fall. I'm grateful for my intelligence and ambition that got me there, my body which needs some tlc but can and will do powerful things. I am grateful for the opportunity to work in a shelter and make a difference for the city. I am grateful.
I have been accepted to ODU's M.A. Applied Sociology program and I have been chosen to receive an assistantship! I also quit my fucking job because jesus christ. Despite being unemployed with no income the last few days, I feel unbelievably relieved. And I've gotten so much shit done! I feel motivated about school again. I think I have a job lined up with the city of Norfolk too so that's pretty coooooool. I feel a lot better, as of late. Oh, bought a new car.
So, I am considering joining the Coast Guard as an officer next year. Three years contract, make 3000 a month before taxes, not including housing pay and other allowances. GI Bill it doesn't sound like a bad plan. I've been talking to a ton of people around here in the military and doing my own research online, and so far, there are few, if any, reasons to not join. I'm waiting on a recruiter to call me. So we'll see! I wouldn't be able to apply until next year so that gives me plenty of time to get my physical fitness up to par and think more about it.
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My dad called last night and I could tell right away that he had been drinking. as far as I know, this is the first time he has drank since his near-death health scare in September. It took everything I had to not break down and cry on the phone. that came later, as I hid in the bathroom and my tears blended with bathwater. My whole life, all I've wanted is for my father to stop drinking. But, he's an alcoholic, and as with most alcoholics, he is in denial. I should have known it was too good to last. Now I want to tell him about our engagement even less.