Tag Archives: New Year

Here She Is Again…

Cartoon showing baby representing New Year 190...

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Oy!  I haven’t been here in HOW LONG?

Well, let me just tell you… it’s been a crazy couple of months.  I wasn’t a NaNoWriMo winner, but I do have some great pages I can work with at a later date.

I had planned to kind of get my freelance act together over December but that didn’t work out so well.  I ended up being sick part of the month, then the holidays got crazy and just before Christmas I heard from the guy I interviewed with back in April.

It seems that the position he told me they were going to create actually happened, and he wanted to discuss the opportunity with me.  We met for lunch between Christmas and New Year’s and had a really great conversation.  He told me that he would get back to me January 3.  On December 30th he sent me an application to complete and told me it was the “next step” in the hiring process: credit check, background check, etc.  I emailed him the applications on January 3rd and on the 4th he asked me to drop off the hard copies, so I did.

And then the waiting began.  I didn’t hear from him again until I sent him an email on January 12.  He asked me to call him and when I did, he offered me the job.  His corporate office overnighted an offer packet to me that arrived the 13th, and I sent him an email accepting on the 14th.  I also put in my notice at my job, which they did not accept, walking me out that day (this is standard procedure).

The new position is a promotion and a raise.  My dear friend M works there and helped keep my name in his head.  She loves it there and says I will, too.  I know a lot of people who work there already.

Since he called to talk to me about the job I have been stressing at work.  No sleeping, intestinal issues, chest pains (!!!) and just general bitchiness.  Since I resigned, all of that has disappeared.

I knew I would be out of work when I put in my noticed, but I decided to take this upcoming week off.  I’m teaching CE on Tuesday and then meeting with HR at the new job.  Otherwise, I’m just going to enjoy some time off.

2011 is going to be a great year,


Getting Off the Farm

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Last Thanksgiving, just before I left to drive 13 hours to the coast of Mississippi to visit my family, I went online, and I considered my options.  What could I plant in Farmville and Farm Town that would allow for the long drive, and not wither before I could harvest it?  There was no access to Facebook while driving, so this was an important decision.

A seed had already been planted, though.  Really? Was I really planning my trip around my crops?  Yep, I was.  But hey, at least I wasn’t one of those people who paid friends or strangers to harvest their crops for them while they were out of town, right?

When I got back from my trip I decided something:  my New Year’s Resolution was to stop farming in Facebook.  Or anywhere online.  Period.

I closed down my farms a week before Christmas and then didn’t look back.  Suddenly I had all this free time!  It was pretty amazing.

About two weeks ago, for some reason, I decided to go into Farmville.  I had a ton of coins and dollars, and my farm was still right where I had left it.  What was the harm, really?  I planted some crops.  Then I harvested those, and I planted more crops.  Then my friends started dropping by and fertilizing my crops, so I had to go do theirs.

The amount of time I spend on Farmville and Farm Town are directly proportional to the amount of time I no longer spend exercising.  Huh.

I started closing down my farms again today.  There have been a couple of articles posted about Farmville addictions recently, and reading them makes me feel really stupid.  These games are mindless clicking games, just an excuse to sit on the couch and lose myself in something else instead of doing the things I really want to be / should be doing.

So why am I  not doing what I should be doing?  Good question.  I think I’m really scared that if I try for something I really want,  I’ll fail miserably and then what?

Time to get over that.

Why Do People Play Farmville? (Mental Floss)

Cultivated Play: Farmville (Media Commons)

How to Kick Your Farmville Addiction (eHow)