I Suppose I Asked For It

Well it can't be said of me that I ever did anything the easy way.

I've been working at my new job at Green Tangerines now for two weeks. And it's been great! Everyone there is super nice and it's a fun environment. It's nice because I've just been sitting in the office doing computer work and I don't have to run a register. I also got to make the kit club kits which was a fun project. I generally get home about 9:30pm. Which means I have about 2 hours to eat a snack and work on my current projects--including trying to finish christmas presents (there is still soooooo much to do!!! ack!!!), make Cait's baby scrapbook, plan Cait's baby shower, and do stuff for my two callings (which, fortunately, are very easy ones. :) ), and I'm on the Design Team for the store (I don't know what that entails yet, but I'll find out in a couple of weeks--I do know it means making pages and more projects each month). Is it terrible that I'm happy that I'm overwhelmed? I feel like I do my best work when I've got too much on my plate. I'm sure that is not a good thing, but it works for me, so I think I'll just keep rolling with it.

Don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not complaining. But I am realizing that I over-stuff my life with things to do and projects with deadlines. Again, I don't think that that is a bad thing. I think my life is pretty balanced. When weekend trips come up or parties, or church activities, I do make a point to go, or at least try to. So I feel like my social life is pretty good. But to be honest, as I've gotten older (at least in the single's scene) I'm feeling a little burned out with activities. I rarely go to firesides or dances. They are usually in Sacramento and I have a hard time justifying going. Especially since I rarely actually meet new people. Maybe it's me, maybe it's Sacramento, but I feel like I don't really meet new people, and if I do, it's usually a one time thing and I never see them again. Again, I'm not complaining, but just expressing where I'm at in my life.

Anyway, I have no idea what the point of this post is, but I am feeling tired. Good, very good actually, but tired. I think once I get into a groove with my new job, I'll be better.

So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. And sorry for such a rambling post. It's just the delerious-ness making an appearance. :)