Tuesday, January 5, 2016

New Year, Old Me

Apparently I have plenty of things to talk about.  So here goes.

First of all, I'd like to point out that I have no New Year's resolutions.  I've decided that they're basically scheduled pipe dreams with an almost 0% chance of success.  As Mitch Hedberg once said, "I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're goin', and hook up with them later." I'm completely fine with that philosophy right now.  And why wouldn't I be?  Life is hard no matter what, and recently I've been blessed with some good news that got me out of the hole.  There are other things in my life that have been horrible and remain so, but we all experience that.  So I'm not going to promise myself something I may not be able to follow through with, just for logic's sake. Just because you get a new calendar doesn't mean you have to reinvent yourself based on it.  I can do that on my own schedule; it doesn't have to begin on January 1. But it could, no judgment on those who do that.

The job is going well.  It took Divine and nearly Congressional intervention to make that happen.  I've been at my new, old job for just under a month now.  It started out rough with getting access to everything, but it turned out. I expected some roadblocks in getting up and running.  No complaints, though.  Now I'm up and running.  There is a really large contrast between the time I first came to closing and the time a few weeks ago when I came back. 

The first time I was new at it and completely freaked out for a couple of months, this time around I'm the veteran closer on a newly formed team.  Some of the things my teammates are going through now, I went through over my first few years of closing.  I am sort of cast as the mentor type now. I had a mentor in my early days as well, and given the dynamics now, I feel like I'm in that role.  And it doesn't hurt my feelings at all!

In other news, Mom is cancer-free! She has been for a little while now, but she has had to undergo some chemo treatments since then.  Now she's doing follow up medicine, and soon this whole thing will be in the past.  If you've read my previous posts, you have walked with me through all this and know the territory.  She did get sick halfway through the chemo, and had to spend some time in the hospital.  She lost some weight and had some really difficult days, but the doctors there got things figured out and were able to help.

A 3-week stay was the biggest one.  I am so glad I didn't have a job at that particular time.  It was a dry and rough time for everyone, but looking back on it, I am glad to have been able to drive up to the hospital right up the street to visit and spend time, at any time.

Things are starting to become "normal" again right now. That is, I've been able to adjust to a particular and healthy routine.  Being unemployed was very difficult and unnerving. There was no vacation type of feeling in it at all.  It was like watching the clock tick, hopelessly, while nothing was being maintained, or much less solved.  For the most part, it was a sort of "Countdown to Extinction" sort of feeling.  I knew at some point things would work out, but I was blind to it and had a great deal of challenges along the way. That's a blog entry in itself, but I have to describe a little portion of it here.  Not knowing the next move can sometimes be a catastrpohic showdown.

Speaking from now, I'm thankful for the resolution to all these issues. At the same time, I'm thankful for going through what I did with the job thing, having some time to go to the hospital for visits, and surviving a process not everyone has the patience for.  Every day I go to work now, I'm not just going for a paycheck, or to complete what I need to just to get things done, there's purpose. I have to do what I need to do, but it's for something, for someone I'll never meet in person. A new home, or a better house payment. 

That's worth it for me.  Making the magic happen for someone is special, if it takes a load off of someone, I'm all for it. That idea has done wonders for me, and if I'm part of doing that for someone else, I'm a happy camper.

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