some things i've re-learned about myself

i will never stop developing crushes, no matter how old i get, or how serious of a romantic relationship i'm already in. and thats okay.

it doesn't matter where i work at any point in my life. it will never change who i am. it may temporarily change my eating habits, optimism levels, and the amount of pain i'm in, but @ the end of the day i will still be this empathetic, compassionate person who deeply cares for other people.

lean cuisine meals are actually good sometimes. and mt dew will always be there for me.

i still hate cold and hope to live in a warmer climate someday.

the thought of moving will always be a bittersweet concept to me. (and truth be told, i will miss it just being me & the boy this next year)

money doesn't buy happiness. but it sure does point you in that direction ;)

and sometimes there's nothing better than eating Jimmy Johns and watching the Simpsons with my boyfriend. its the little things, you know?

its been a week or so

the 5 things i miss the most about being unemployed so far:

1) the ability to take a nap whenever i want, but not needing to take a nap because i was getting enough sleep at night

2)always having a clean house, and eating healthier on a regular basis. (now its back to, "hmmm...what can i put in the oven that will take no longer than 20 minutes because i only have 4 hours before i have to go to bed & my time is too precious to make a good meal?)

3) no office politics, driving in rush hour traffic, or walking around in the cold

4) not worrying about having to make new friends when they usually only last as long as the job does

5) no morning sickness (no i'm not pregnant- but this is what i refer to my morning allergies, nasuea, backaches, & stress induced heartburn as that normally don't occur when i'm happy & not working somewhere i don't really want to work at)

if only i would've gotten that chiropractor's assistant job....sigh.....at least i'll have money around christmas time.

just some tidbits

i am officially a working woman as of tomorrow. so i thought i'd take some time to go to the library once more this week & check my email before things get super hectic in my life. i wasn't planning on blogging, but again, i thought i'd do it before i feel like i don't have time to do it with moving and everything else. but i'm timing myself, cause i know i can be a bit windy; i will only take 5 more minutes to write now that my time is precious again and i still have to go get some groceries afterwards. so here goes :

*as previously mentioned, tomorrow i start my new job. its downtown, which means a nasty commute facing into the sun both ways and dealing with the horrible rush hour traffic. (its really better to go west in the morning and east in the evening.) so i keep reminding myself how much i'll be making - though only temporarily so - and that makes me feel a little bit better about the job itself. keep an open mind sarah, keep an open mind. it probably won't be horrible.

*yay for daylight savings time. even though i think this is the stupidest thing ever, i can't say i really hate "falling back." especially when i'll have to get used to a new sleep schedule.

*i really hope that after this election they won't change the whole gay marriage in iowa thing. you made it legal iowa. so for those of you politicians that oppose the idea try to sit on your thumbs because its time to get over it. i know too many people who are in same sex relationships, or are of the homo/bi-sexual nature to not let this bother me. really. who are they hurting? and thats just the tip of the iceburg for me....

but its officially been 5 minutes. so now i will sit on my thumbs for awhile and hope that this week only brings good things.

jesse + moving = a good time

i love my boyfriend. but my boyfriend doesn't know how to pack. he also doesn't see the importance of packing until the night before (something i grew out of after college), or the importance of cleaning.....ever.

so in my last few days as an unemployed woman with abundant free time i "offered" (aka demanded) that he let me help him. so after four years of living together, forbidden to touch his sacred (aka dirty, unorganized) shelf, i finally got my hands on it. talk about yet another way for a girl such as myself to get off. i dusted, i categorized, i threw away-with permission- those things that i didn't understand why he was keeping. shelf after shelf i made things better and then finally made my way to the bottom shelf where the mystery box was sitting. this mystery box had been plaguing me for the last 4 years...what was i about to find?

after dismissing the pile of junk on top of the box, and dusting what had been sitting there, stirring up my allergies for the past forever, i opened this box first to find multi-colored christmas lights. and they worked!! this made me happy, realizing that after we move in to our new apartment it will then be time to decorate for christmas! and now that we will have a stairwell, what better place to put the pretty lights? but my giddyness wouldn't last long, for in the same box that held the glorious lights were old packs of gum, 10 batteries strewn about not labeled good or bad, old papers, his graduation cap, many other miscellaneous items, and, last but not least: 4 old mouse traps. and at least one had been previously used with its tell tale stains in about the right area the rat's head would have been smashed.

disgusting right? these are some of the many things that were put in the garbage last week after my thorough....i want to say...."investigation"? i think i washed my hands raw and went through about an entire box of tissues after this excavation of dust and crap. and to be completely honest- it was so much fun!

not only did we find old memorabilia of his, and some old notes from me here and and the playwright to Monty Python's "Spamalot" there, we also found an old Cristmas card from Jesse's little sister Rebecca that was entitled, "The Store of Christmise." it was awesome. i read the "christmise store" outloud phonetcially and by the end we were laughing so hard we were crying.

and on top of that, my favorite thing about the physical process of moving so far? the fact that jesse has enough stuffed animals to fit into a 3x3x3 foot box. yep- its true ;)