I was typing a web address into my firefox search bar, when i accidentally stumbled onto this blog. I looked at it for a minute and whispered to myself, 'oh, remember this place? we haven't been jeneralizing much lately...things are looking a little dusty.' I was ignited, and here now i sit typing a new blog post. Although, a couple months ago I had one ready to go. It was titled, "10 reasons my new job is better than my old one." But seconds before I clicked 'publish', i hesitated, remembering a) should i really write about work on a blog so easily accessible via a google search? and b) should i really be flaunting how much i adore my job when only 41% of my counterparts are so lucky as to even have one? Tact is crucial. However, after two months, I'm just going to talk about it. I spent the first year of full-time employment in a tolerating state, knowing I should absolutely take nothing I had for granted, but at the same time, often finding myself daydreaming about babies; about lounging in bed on a tuesday morning breastfeeding; about potential life beyond a cubicle, heaven help me. And then, knowing the hour was not yet nigh- and realizing either it or I needed to change- I snapped into action and began browsing UofM job postings, until I found what I had been searching for. As of october, i can officially say I like what I do. I like our research, i like my window office, i like wearing jeans every day, i like that aaron can drive me to work (one stoplight away), i love the people i work with. And for the first time since august 09, i don't wonder how people deal with working full time for forty years or more, but rather, I understand it. (And with a chair like this, i think work would be more enjoyable for everyone! I seriously want to switch to an exercise ball chair, it has many supposed benefits)
Now a quick tale from the gym. One day, a couple months back, I had a horrible realization. I had been in a routine where I did weights for a half hour, and then the elliptical for half hour (while Aaron swam). I loved the elliptical; it was painless and fun, and I got to watch the food network for a little while, since that's the one thing I miss most about not having TV. Well, for some reason on this particular day the ellipticals were all being used. 'That's ok!' I thought to myself, 'I'll just run!' I figured that after several months of 3+ miles per day on the elliptical, running would be a breeze! Like I'd be totally in shape! I eagerly set out on the track, prantering along the first lap. And then the discomfort set in. And I realized I was more out of breath in 1/2 mile than 423,982 miles on an elliptical. Fetch. Later on, Aaron came out of the showers and saw the look on my face. "What's wrong?" he asked. "The elliptical sucks," I grumbled. "never again." And I held to that, for the most part. And eventually I was able to run an entire mile without slowing to walk. (one mile is huge for me, people...I have historically been the spazziest runner alive; my brothers used to 'take me out for a run' and then look around embarrassed, hoping no one noticed their awkward out of shape sister) Anyway, I'm proud of my mile, and hope to continue improving my endurance and time...if i ever were to reach 8 minutes (my goal!), it would be such a marvel I'd next expect to grow wings.
I am so looking forward to Christmas this year. (As always, I'll probably start the holiday shopping around the 23rd; i love the adrenaline rush.) We've got a tree up, the christmas playlist running, and I ordered my favorite christmas movie (charlie brown, what else?) which should come any day. Technically, this year's Christmas was to be spent in the northeast with my side of the family. But due to various factors, my family (and aaron's!) is going to be in Utah. It really couldn't be better, because of course the hard thing about marriage is dividing up holidays among the families- when in fact, I am in love with both my birth family and my in-laws to such an equal degree that Christmas without one side just wouldn't be as much of a celebration. Also, a utah trip was way past due, it being a year since we were there last, and I miss it so. Aside from holiday celebrating, the agenda for this trip includes a) skiing, b) food, and c) friends. Let's talk now about letter b). I'm planning to indulge at many of the following places-- settebello, rumbi, chick-fil-a (the closest one is in toledo!), red iguana, cafe rio, diegos, frida bistro, cafe paesan, rooster, les madeleines (to try this kouing aman thing), pizzeria 712 (aaron thinks this is one pizza place too many, since we already know settebello is king, but oh well), and possible other great ones that i have forgotten. If someone reading this wants to join in on any, do let me know. You see, we decided rather than spend money on each other for our anniversary & whatnot, we're going to dispense of it through eating deliciously over christmas break. Yes, it is a very good plan indeed.