u need this advice

Well, its been a while. Ive actually been doing a lot of thinking lately. So here it comes:
After college, you tend to go through a mourning period. You miss your friends because most likely you can't just walk to the next room, down the street, or across the hall to find them. You have moved, and are now... prepare yourself....WORKING! This can come as quite the shock..where are the parties....the long afternoons where you would just sit and have a drink with your friends? You mean I actually have to do what I was taught in my four years of college???? Oh dear God.

This eventually settles down a bit, and you can ease (slowly now) into the working world. To your suprise, you might actually be good at your job and get promoted...that's always a strange feeling. You think yourself....self...have I got them all fooled! Or, wow, I really know what I'm doing and my superiors actually see this...how awesome. So, life continues on, you are now officially in the working world and start to get that this is how it is....

And then you hit that point....around year 28. Questions such as: This is going to be what I do the rest of my life??? Or, my boss is not as smart as I am, I should have her/his job! OR....get me out of here, I need a new job!

This is where I'm at. Ive worked as a nurse for 6 years now, in many different areas and let me tell you.....I'm ready to make a change. Funny thing about change is she's sneaky....she'll creep into your life and leave a pamphlet...yet the pamphlet of instructions is in Chinese, or French or Arabic (you get my point). So you know that you want to decode what the change is...but don't quite now where to start. Do I need to take another class, or get more experience..if only you could figure out what the change requires? I don't know where I'll be going...but I do now that I want it...

So here's to all of you that are looking for change..I'm right there with you. Take courage, be bold, and decipher that pamphlet!

I have such a great day planned. One of my dearest friends, her boyfriend, my boyfriend and myself are, were, I mean, were going to the beach. Perfect idea for a Saturday right? Exactly what I'm thinking and am about to give myself a nice pat on the back when my lovely bf says, "what's the weather going to be like?"

Weather....well, sunny of course!....I've planned a beach day.

Oh, well I'll just check and make sure.
Beach arrival time: 11 am
Sun disappears and clouds arriving with a large green storm front with a huge red center directly over the planned beach adventure....check
.....wait what!

Helloooooo?!?!? Who said you can let it thunderstorm on MY beach day?? Let it rain during the work week but not TOday!

Ugh. I better go make a phone call...and maybe check the forecast like a responsible adult next time before making plans. Silly me for planning on sun :)

I've heard of golfers losing their swing, swimmers losing their rhythm, writer's becoming blocked, and basketball players being "off" or "cold" during a game.

Well, I went running this morning and it felt really weird. Now that I think about it, the past couple times i've been running it hasn't felt like "my run". I used to feel a nice easy bounce with small steps and a sort of lightness to it. These past couple of times, however, I've felt like I've had the gracefulness of a T-Rex on an old 90s Norditrack. Grinding away with heavy steps, big legs, and whose seemingly little arms are scurrying to keep up with this awkard pace.

Which then brings me to the question....could I have lost my run?
I then brought my T-Rex shuffle to a slower version....made a few adjustments..and kept running. I focused on my Ipod playing Diane Birch's Valentino...(awesome by the way) and somehow..started to feel more like me! Did I just...wait, yes, I do believe I did...found my run!

My Jurassic days are over :)

Mornings are always interesting at my apartment. I ususally try to workout...but sleep in and then rush to the gym or cut time off my run. (Ha, well, who am I kidding, I don't REALLY cut time off my run b/c they're so short anyways, but let's just believe I do.) Anyways...
Today I slept in, went for a jog and by the way...its Gorgeous outside! Breezy, sunny, with just enough shade from the trees so I don't have to wear sunglasses and sweat like crazy. Came back, showered and yes..time for breakfast.

Cheerios and strawberries. yumm but...is that all? Where is my mom with fresh fruit and pancakes? Why isn't my dad frying baking and scrambling my eggs in the kitchen? Hmm, do you think my landlord could use the empty space in the laundry room and become a short order morning chef? I'll have two eggs, bacon and a pancake with the sugary maple syrup please!

No??? Cereal it is...but maybe i'll run the idea by my landlord and see what he thinks :)

After having an amazing conversation with one of my closest friends...I've decided to take this day, at this time, for me.