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Apr. 20th, 2013 07:12 amWELL. It's been a hell of a week. The bombing and manhunt in eastern Massachusetts, the explosions in Texas -- I've actually been to West; a place we used to get cherry kolaches was converted into a command center for a while, I think. Next to those, the flooding in Chicago seems fairly minor by comparison (uh...except the sinkhole, that was insane).
I was glad Mum was here this week. For all she sometimes makes me a little crazy -- see Operation Talk in Elevators, also she did bring me A TOTE BAG -- I do love her and she raised me like a boss. We got to have a couple of really good conversations about my possible job moves. She is understandably hesitant to support a move to NFP-friendly Boston at the moment, but in general she's been very supportive of choosing the right path for myself, whether or not that means moving to Prestigious East Coast NFP (which is not in Boston) or holding out for something else.
So I suppose I'm at a point in life, in terms of experience and age and the rest, where while I have concerns about the ramifications of some of this week's events, I can also take them as a reminder to tell the people I love that I love them, to enjoy life, and to stop and breathe and put my own problems in perspective. What happened this week, all over the news, was horrible and I'm thinking of my friends (and the roughly million strangers) in Boston-Cambridge-Newtown-etc, not to mention the folks out in West, but the politics can wait for another day. Happy to be alive and on my way to wherever life is going to take me on this sunny and FREEZING COLD Saturday morning.
Everyone be safe, hug your loved ones (literally or metaphorically), and enjoy what you can out of the weekend. I'm going to stay in, clean my kitchen, and read comic books.
I was glad Mum was here this week. For all she sometimes makes me a little crazy -- see Operation Talk in Elevators, also she did bring me A TOTE BAG -- I do love her and she raised me like a boss. We got to have a couple of really good conversations about my possible job moves. She is understandably hesitant to support a move to NFP-friendly Boston at the moment, but in general she's been very supportive of choosing the right path for myself, whether or not that means moving to Prestigious East Coast NFP (which is not in Boston) or holding out for something else.
So I suppose I'm at a point in life, in terms of experience and age and the rest, where while I have concerns about the ramifications of some of this week's events, I can also take them as a reminder to tell the people I love that I love them, to enjoy life, and to stop and breathe and put my own problems in perspective. What happened this week, all over the news, was horrible and I'm thinking of my friends (and the roughly million strangers) in Boston-Cambridge-Newtown-etc, not to mention the folks out in West, but the politics can wait for another day. Happy to be alive and on my way to wherever life is going to take me on this sunny and FREEZING COLD Saturday morning.
Everyone be safe, hug your loved ones (literally or metaphorically), and enjoy what you can out of the weekend. I'm going to stay in, clean my kitchen, and read comic books.