Total Humbug

I so hate this time of year.  When I ask how your holidays were I don't wanna hear about all the 'things' you got.  In truth, nobody actually cares.  Why do we do this?  Season of giving my ass.  I'm sick of these hushed whispers of worrying some friend/family/acquaintance/whatever isn't really getting much for xmas.  It's like some crime/abuse to the human spirit if you don't get sufficient christmas gifts.  But honestly do you remember how much was under the tree growing up?  Or even last year?  Sure gifts are nice, it's a love language for crying out loud, but I don't think anyone cares to hear your xmas list, sorry.

Should I get off the soap box now??  I dunno I think it's very slimming for my legs??

Sometimes you just have to enjoy those hideous childhood pictures

Have I ever told you how awkward looking I was growing up??

P.S.  Thanks Mom & Dad for all the orthodontic work

A place for the random thoughts in my head

The vacuum is broken.  I might have spent my morning using packaging tape as a pseudo-vacuum to clean the carpet for cleaning checks.  I know it's really weird but I'm really proud of my odd resourcefulness.  Makes me feel like I have some greater capacity to accomplish great things with limited resources. 

My roommate gave me a tube of lipstick this week.  I've never been able to find a red that shows up as red on my lips.  Somehow my lips have this magical power to turn it into some hideously fluorescent pink instead of red.  But this lipstick shows red.  Now I just need to get myself to leave the house wearing it while not feeling like a total poser. 

General conference is like the superbowl for mormons.

I really hate people who say I love you haphazardly.  It literally makes me squirm.  It takes everything to hold my tongue when I see/hear it.  I want to call them out on it and ask what they really mean by that?  In the english language I don't know of an expression we have to express more fully our care for someone.  And I hate that people so casually use it.  It's like it lessens the meaning.  Consider your diction you love-whores.

On the subject of diction, men with good diction are severely attractive.  Especially if they're not fat.

Story Time

Sometimes life in provo includes going to one of many free pizza events at brick oven. It was also quite entertaining to hear all the bull they spouted on how selling alarm systems is so.... awesome?? sometimes they wanted you to believe that and sometimes they didn't. They went on and on and on about how great the money is. (seriously did the math, first year average sales came out to about $12.50 an hour, which isn't horrible but for what it is is soooooo not worth it) But they also compared the experience to being in jail. They even used tactics like "this job isn't for everyone, we're looking for people who are hard working and like adventure" who sits there and is like dang, I hate adventure. And everyone thinks they work hard. And don't worry, I was never considering for a second selling alarm systems door to door. A friend just really wanted to go for the free dinner. And I wasn't about to say No, lets just go buy food elsewhere. But it made me think how people sacrifice their happiness for money. Obviously the people there were making good money doing what they were doing, otherwise they wouldn't do it. 13 hour days people! Knocking doors. Plus weekends! But you know they aren't happy to do it. And yeah there are people who do well and make bank. Let's be honest, money can buy happiness. Maybe that's their secret??

The Power of Free

Time for some honesty... a large focus of mine for the last couple months has been, well, men. I've spent most of my free time dating, and a lot of it. But I think I have reached that completely exhausted faithless moment where I need a break. But that's just a Jerry Springer-esque story for another day. In my pondering on the subject I realize that if I take a break from dating, my social life is going to take a huge hit. And honestly being social is very important to me. It's generally a good release for me from the stresses of life. So I thought well what should I focus my time on instead??? Well how about your crafting obsession? Great idea except you can't afford to even be spending anything on it. Sure you have a supply of tools/materials in a cupboard but not enough to get done the projects that you want/need to get done that should be on the list far before the I'm wasting crafting supplies so that I have something to do items.

So instead I've been thinking how can I get stuff for free?? Or at least practically free?? Latest idea?? Scour the ksl free section, pick up something, redo it (i have enough supplies to do some basic refinishing) and sell it for ridiculously cheap. It's a nice thought right?? I thought of it when I had to sell some furniture before moving into the van this summer. I sold my armoire and nightstand in like a day. Both for more than I paid. Now don't get me wrong, they were originally steals and I sold them so quickly because they were still great deals. So I'm wondering how hard it would be to do this?? Decided that I'd watch the free section today and see if anything good came up, so far, well it's Sunday. Not much luck. We'll see how far my resourcefulness can go.

Back to.... Boring

Well I'm officially settled in to normal life again... kind of. Enough that I no longer have crazy van life stories. And not enough that I've had much room for any fun crafts. I'm caught in between. Mostly because I can't afford to spend money on the several projects I'd like to get done for my personal space. So for those who follow.... things are pretty boring here. I moved out of my car finally. Live in a house. I have a tiny room off the kitchen. It's really quaint though and I love it. After working obnoxious hours at the roadshows I bought my first bed. I'm a big girl now. No frame but I have a mattress and box spring on the floor. Which are some lovely hardwoods by the way. My room even has a chair rail but it's mostly annoying cuz I'll sit in bed and bonk my head on it. I have a few things up on the walls in my room and bathroom but not enough for it to even be kind of considered finished. And after the roadshows finished my fundage came to a hault so no nightstands, floor lamp, bed frame. etc, etc. I did just start a new job. It is exceedingly frustrating. I feel entirely undervalued. My equals are 19 year olds who text and do zero work and ask me how much longer til I'm done doing the work. That's not even an exaggeration. And oh happy day I make 75 cents an hour more than the 16 year olds I "direct" for lack of a better word. I'm above them but it's not like I give them assignments really because generally they know what they should be doing. It's pretty simple. I'm noticing my boss seems to trust me more to get things done as she leaves me alone to get things done more and more but I like to think $8 an hour is a bit low for what I'm doing. Especially in comparison to my co-workers. But when you've worked somewhere not quite a month I can't imagine it's appropriate to ask for a raise. Don't you think?

Milkshakes

Me: made eyes with a super cute guy at costco. Woot Woot!!
Jat: your milkshake brings all the boys to the costco
Me: I wish!
Jat: your child sized milkshake then
Me: Ha! Ok deal!
Jat: Some people have small appetites
Me: True. And some are on diets.

So there you have it. I'm made for someone either on a diet or with a small appetite