Happy Everything

Yeah, I see that I missed Christmas and New Years...so HAPPY EVERYTHING. That should cover me. I transferred my Blogger account over to the new Google blog thing, and honestly, the thing hated me. I couldn't figure out how to work it. Apparently it's not that hard, but it was just one more username and password I had to remember, and I just couldn't do it.

I don't guess there's much going on around here. Settling in. Larry and I have now been together 9 months, and while the first 6 months were somewhat rocky at times (more at some times than others), we seem to have weathered whatever that was, and it's been smooth sailing. I'm getting "I love you" phone calls every morning when I get up, he leaves Post-Its on mirrors telling me to have a good day...things are good. We still have our moments, but that's gonna happen. I tell him on a regular basis that he's missing a sensitivity chip, to the point where it's almost become a little joke between us. And there are still times when I feel like I can't talk to him about things, but I've learned to choose my battles and what things are worth battling it out. And the little things aren't. So, like I said, all is well.

As usual, I'm battling on what my career "destiny" really is. I don't know, but I know it sure ain't what I'm doing now. I need a good-paying job that lets me stay home and play on the computer all day. Or I need a job that pays me for sleeping! That would be GREAT. I don't know. Someone once told me to find what you love to do, and find a way to get paid for doing it. Well, that's all fine and good, but honestly, I can't think of one single thing I love to do enough that I'd turn it into a job and make it something I HAD to do. Watch movies? Listen to music? Maybe, but in this little nowhere area of WV/VA, my options are pretty limited. Guess I'm just outta luck. And that's sad. I don't want to look back at the end of my life, regretting having spent the better part of my life in a career that I hate. Such a waste...