Category: GFM

Wine and love: Two

GFM / 12 years ago

 

 

Wine and love was originally by Walking With Nora, but the reins have been handed over and it is now hosted by Suki. The concept is simple – each Thursday you post about what’s making you reach for the wine glass and what you’re loving.

 

Wine…

  • Work! My coworker had an accident and is in hospital recovering.  She’ll be okay, which is really good news, but it also means for the next two months, I’m doing her job and my job.  It means longer hours, more stress and I don’t get overtime or anything, so it’s hard to stay motivated when things are so nuts and I’m on the hook for things that I have no clue about.
  • School! This sounds a lot like last week’s post, doesn’t it? With more work responsibilities, I have less time to spend on school and I have to figure out how I’m going to finish my work placement when I’m essentially chained to my desk for the next two months.
  • Sad news: I’m going leave this one at that…

 

Love…

  • My brother’s coming home for ten days! I miss him.
  • Watching the Guild on Netflix
  • …I know there’s more to add to this list, but it’s not coming to me right now.
  • Oh, I LOVE that this week is nearly over.  Then I can come up for air… Sort of.

 

VodkaGirls Blog Swap: Easter Edition

GFM / 12 years ago

Hiiii!
I’m Katie. You might (or might not) know me from my (lack of a) blog at KatieBlogs.com. I’m also (sort of) a member of the Vodka Girls Channel. I say sort of because I haven’t exactly been showing my face in videos recently.

Sads.

But I have a good reason.

This blog post isn’t about that reason.

This blog post IS about the glorious holiday that is hurrying toward us at a startling speed.

Some might say it’s HOPPING toward us.

I crack myself up.

Just in case you haven’t caught on; Sunday is Easter.

I was raised Catholic, so Easter typically marks the day when I can finally eat candy, drink soda, curse at my mom, or hit my brother again as it marks the end of Lent. As I’ve grown older, I still celebrate the majority of the religious Holidays, so long as they earn me a day off from work.

Though when you work for yourself you don’t ever get a day off. My boss is an asshole but at least she’s hot.

*wink*.

Anyway. Easter. It’s always been a family holiday for me. As long as I can remember, my mom has cooked a huge dinner. Sometimes ham. Sometimes turkey. Always delicious. And more importantly always sweet potatoes. When I was smaller, there were Easter Egg Hunts and Easter Bonnets. As I grew up, there were Easter Baskets and cute little outfits. Even though where we have Easter has changed over the years, the main focus of sharing the Holiday with family has remained the same.

This year is no different. I’ll be heading down to my mom’s bright and early on Sunday morning. (Seriously. About 4 AM. I’m seeing Blue October in concert in Atlantic City on Saturday night. Woo!) I think I’ve been a good girl this year, so the Easter Bunny will be visiting me with a basket of goodies I’m sure. I have no shame in the fact that I’m 27 and still expecting an Easter Basket.

I hope he brings me a LoveSac.

And I will eat Ham. Or Turkey. Or whatever Mom makes.

And maybe sit on my LoveSac.

And definitely eat Sweet Potatoes.

Happy Easter, friends!


Sneaky Hate Spiral, do not want.

GFM / 12 years ago

Okay, so… I was starting to worry that perhaps my funk may be a little more serious than a funk.  Granted, the stress has been higher than usual this year.  But I was doing things that were out of character.  I was having bad weeks instead of bad days.  I’ve been moody and brooding and quiet.   I started avoiding seeing my friends and visiting my family.  I was hating school.  I essentially quit band.

Guys, I quit band.

WTAF.

So, yeah.  I was getting to the point where I was starting to worry about the intensity of my funk.  But then a few things happened.

Two weeks ago, I went for an interview.  I need to complete a work placement for the program I’m taking and two Fridays ago, I went to meet with my potential supervisor.  I got to talk to her about something new and be exposed to an entirely different work environment.  I came away from there feeling energized and excited.  Feeling those things made me realise how long it’s been since I’ve felt them.

Then yesterday, even though work was insanely busy and stressful, I still had a good day.  I made it through 8 hours of ridiculousness and was still in a decent mood by the end of the work day.  I escaped the office and met someone for lunch.  The sun was shining and I got to feel it warm on my face.  It felt like spring.  And I was feeling energized and excited again.

These seemed like such mundane, ordinary things, but they had a huge impact; it shook me right out of this nearly four month funk.  The realisation left me feeling a little stupid.  It makes sense that this would be all it would take to get things in perspective and get me out of this funk, but when I was right in the middle of this particular sneaky hate spiral, I just could not for the life of me come up with a solution.

So, I’m tucking this away in hopes that next winter when I trip into this funk, I will remember that the best way to shake it off is to find something that energizes me and may be a little different from things I’ve done before.  Work is still going to be insane.  People will still cause drama and stress.  But that so doesn’t mean I have to let it put me in a bad mood.  Why can’t I remember this?  Seriously.

Oh, and guys, in case you were wondering… This Saturday, I’m going to go play with the band.