Every since there were three inboxes for Gmail (are they more or did I choose three) I have a harder time answering emails from anything NOT my regular inbox. Does that even make any sense? The other emails languish until days and days go by. I was just trying to clean them out and realized there were a variety of things I’d missed. And then I archived a ton of stuff. I’ve mentioned this before—my email goal is to be able to see everything on one screen without scrolling. I don’t care about Inbox Zero because that doesn’t suit my needs.
Louie is back from his vacation. To Hawaii, did I mention that? I was a bit jealous that I wasn’t able to go with him, but he had a wonderful time with his dad and family on that side. I got to enjoy a week of alone time, with FOUR pets.
Olive has been fitting in really well though. (Don’t worry, I’m just dog-sitting for my friend April; I haven’t gotten another pet!) I never thought I liked dogs before I met Louie’s dog, and I never thought I liked little dogs, until now. She is a total sweetie, and also likes to sleep totally under the covers, sometimes even down near your feet, which is awesome and really warm!
I have one more day of teaching until vacation! I’m taking two weeks off this week—one to travel to visit home (South Carolina) and another to rest and recover and get geared up for the spring semester.
I’d been feeling pretty down about things in December, mostly about not feeling like I had enough work and doubting myself. I was feeling like everybody but me was out working and playing fun gigs and making extra cash, and then I saw this on timehop:
Here I was, having some downtime to make cookies and relax, and the whole time reading facebook and being bitter I didn’t have two church services and a couple of Nutcrackers, and to think, six years prior I’d been on the other side, and bitter about that. In a nutshell, perhaps I am never satisfied. Or perhaps there’s a happy medium?
Food for thought. But either way, I need to be proactive about my career. Playing the victim is never attractive, and things go well, it’s generally from putting myself out there.
Merry Christmas! Enjoy the trip home!