Hey all, so I'm making a resolution to stop apologizing for the delays between posts. I have had a really erratic schedule for the last, well, forever it seems like, and I just can't seem to stick to a posting schedule. So, from now on, just know that if I haven't been posting, there is probably a lame excuse as to why.
Ok, so work is going well. I am still in the honeymoon phase with my new job and I couldn't be happier. It's so nice to come home smelling like not an engine block. I'm getting along with with all of my co-workers and we all seem to be building a good team mentality.
I've been spending a lot of time with other peeps lately, and that has had a very positive impact on my social life. I think I have seen more people in the last two weeks than in the last six months combined. It's been a trip trying to pry myself out of this hermit mentality that I have developed over the last few months. I find myself being a little more social each and every day. The only way I can accurately describe things is that I have been slowly remembering who I am each and every day.
It's been an extremely rewarding couple of weeks. Every day I'm getting my life more and more into shape. My finances are continuing to come into focus, my mental state continues to drill down to an iron focus, and emotionally I'm high as a kite. Soon, I shall to start getting the one thing into shape that I have been avoiding, my ass. I've accomplished all of the other stuff in my life the last few months all just in order to avoid working out. Like, I think about working out, and I'm like, "nah, I'm just going to go learn some physics", or, "nah, I'll just clean the entire apartment". I'm slowly running out of things to focus my primary attention on improving. Bleh.
Alright, well it's getting late, and I have to work in the morning. I just wanted to touch base with you guys and let you know that I haven't forgotten about you. This is one project that I'm dedicated to sticking too. Science knows that I have given up on enough projects in my life, I just can't bring myself to let this one go. Alright, let's wrap this up.
Physical: 8/10
Mental: 9/10
Emotional: 10/10
Social: 10/10
Spiritual: 8/10
Vocational: 10/10
Educational: 9/10
Financial: 9/10
Total: 93/100
Grade: A-
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Mi Scusi
Sorry peeps. I've kind of dropped the ball lately with the blogging. This has a lot to do with the fact that I have been extremely busy this week. So let's dive right in.
I started my new job this week, and I can't stop telling people about it. For those of you just tuning in, I started this week at T-Mobile. I'm still in training, and will be for a while, but it is already a load of fun. I love the facilities, I love my co-workers, and I love anything and everything un-carrier. I used to work for a different carrier back in the day, and this company's culture is a breath of much need fresh air.
Being on first shift again (for the moment) has been really nice too. I has a social life again! Now that I'm off work with the vast majority of my friends, I have been bouncing here and there trying to catch up with everyone. This couldn't have come at a better time. Any more time at the old job and I would have lost my mind.
Sadly, seeing all of my friends and catching up on business has left little time in my life to sit down, reflect, and type. Better late then never I suppose. For any concerned parties out there, don't worry. Chey is well on her way to a full recovery and me and her are getting along fabulously.
Financially things are starting to get better for me. The new job helps with that, but more so it is the effort on Chey and mines parts that are making the real difference. Her strategy and calculations, mixed with my self-control and discipline has really started to show a difference. I'm slowly chipping away at debt, building my credit, and making progress step after step.
Mentally I am still running at full throttle. I find that as I sit in class it's not hard at all for me to stay completely engaged. I'm even helping some of my classmates (I think) learn there stuff too. It's really fulfilling to be able to help push people forward and bring everyone up to a higher level.
I think that will just about wrap things up today. I'm going to try and make my posts a little more regular from here on out. Hopefully things start to calm down here next week.
Until then, Ciao!
Physical: 9/10
Mental: 10/10
Emotional: 10/10
Social: 9/10
Financial: 8/10
Vocational: 10/10
Educational: 10/10
Spiritual: 9/10
Total: 95/100
Grade: A
I started my new job this week, and I can't stop telling people about it. For those of you just tuning in, I started this week at T-Mobile. I'm still in training, and will be for a while, but it is already a load of fun. I love the facilities, I love my co-workers, and I love anything and everything un-carrier. I used to work for a different carrier back in the day, and this company's culture is a breath of much need fresh air.
Being on first shift again (for the moment) has been really nice too. I has a social life again! Now that I'm off work with the vast majority of my friends, I have been bouncing here and there trying to catch up with everyone. This couldn't have come at a better time. Any more time at the old job and I would have lost my mind.
Sadly, seeing all of my friends and catching up on business has left little time in my life to sit down, reflect, and type. Better late then never I suppose. For any concerned parties out there, don't worry. Chey is well on her way to a full recovery and me and her are getting along fabulously.
Financially things are starting to get better for me. The new job helps with that, but more so it is the effort on Chey and mines parts that are making the real difference. Her strategy and calculations, mixed with my self-control and discipline has really started to show a difference. I'm slowly chipping away at debt, building my credit, and making progress step after step.
Mentally I am still running at full throttle. I find that as I sit in class it's not hard at all for me to stay completely engaged. I'm even helping some of my classmates (I think) learn there stuff too. It's really fulfilling to be able to help push people forward and bring everyone up to a higher level.
I think that will just about wrap things up today. I'm going to try and make my posts a little more regular from here on out. Hopefully things start to calm down here next week.
Until then, Ciao!
Physical: 9/10
Mental: 10/10
Emotional: 10/10
Social: 9/10
Financial: 8/10
Vocational: 10/10
Educational: 10/10
Spiritual: 9/10
Total: 95/100
Grade: A
Friday, July 4, 2014
An exhausting few days
Sorry it's been a while since my last post. I've had a lot happen in the last few days, and this is will probably be a doozy of a post. My apologies in advance.
So to start off my week, Chey asked me to take a vacation day on Monday, because she wanted to go buy a motorcycle and she needed me to give her a lift out to the dealer. Being the good, and lazy, boyfriend that I am, I of course take a day of vacation so that I can help my girl. We take off a little after noon and head out to Kingman (a city I about an hour from here) to go check out this dealer that has caught her attention. We take the long way down to Kingman so that we can scout out the route that Chey will be taking back, and so that we can avoid traffic in both directions.
The dealer was pretty awesome, and I would totally recommend him for anyone in the Wichita area. It was this awesome little shop called Bobz Bikes. Bob is this real down to earth guy who was totally on the level with us. He showed Chey around and helped her pick out the perfect bike. She did all the paperwork, got the loan to go through, got insurance, did everything. If there is one aspect of her personality I would love to emulate, it's that she is very prepared for every situation. Chey had already purchased a helmet, boots, a jacket, and gloves before she even bought the bike. Ok, so, everything is paid for, and off we go.
We leave Kingman and start on our way home. Everything goes off without a hitch until we get close to the Wichita city limits. As we near the city, we have to take a detour because of a crash. This wasn't a huge problem, because this was an area that we were both familiar with. We get into the city and we get stopped at light right before we turn north to go to our apartments. At this point, we are maybe three blocks from home.
The light changes, and Chey goes to make her left turn. As she takes off, the light starts to change, and I don't know if this got to her or what. They say that there are a thousand things that cause a crash. We had been driving for over an hour, we hadn't eaten hardly anything all day, and I'm sure that Chey was hot and a little frustrated by how touchy that clutch is on her brand new shiney bike. All of this added up to her gunning her throttle a little to hard, taking the turn a little too wide, and as she came up to the corner, she should have been able to correct. However, there was some residual sand left on the streets from this winter when the city laid sand to help with the ice, and of course they never cleaned it up.
As soon as Chey hit that sand, it was all over. She hit the curb, launched off the bike, and thankfully landed in the grass. Now, I have a pretty cool head on my shoulders during emergencies, thankfully, but I gunned it through that intersection as hard as my car would accelerate. I drifted in the empty lot and jumped out of the car. By this point, several people who had witnessed what was going on had jumped out of their vehicles and rushed to Chey's aid, some calling the police, some getting her bike off and away from her, and one elderly gentleman who just held her hand the entire time. Thankfully, she was alive and without major injury.
Paramedics, police, and firefighters all rushed on the scene soon after that and got Chey back onto her feet. They gave her the once over, inspected the bike, and got their reports written. We didn't end up going to the hospital due to Chey's complete and utter over-preparedness. Her gear saved her life and left her with little more than some bruises and a bit of road rash.
Chey got very, very lucky. She could have died or have suffered much more severe injuries. She should have had worse injuries. But she didn't. The reason that I waited 4 days to write about all of this is because I have taken all week to process things emotionally, and to take care of (and spoil) Chey. Right now she is laying beside me taking a much need nap and I couldn't be happier about that.
So, that was my Monday. This event has definitely given me some perspective on my relationship, and has kicked my ass into gear to do the chores around the house. It's not that I need to do anything extra, Chey is healing just fine, but now more than ever I just want to do the chores. I want to take all of the burdens that I can muster off her as I can. I want her to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt that I love her, and that I would be lost without her, and that I can't imagine my life or how I would be if Monday had gone any differently.
I believe that is probably enough of that subject. I'm still processing some emotions over it, and if I think too hard, I just end up tearing up, so on an emotional level it's still hot to the touch.
Other than that, the week went surprisingly well. Work, while only two days long for me this week, was an easy two days. I put in my written notice to my mangers to let them know that next week will be my last week. It's not surprising to me that they are not even attempting to retain me. They consider me disposable and figure that as soon as I leave, they will find some other yutz to take my place. This all sits just fine with me. I think they are going to leave me alone for the rest of my time here, and that's all I'm after. I do wish I could be a fly on the wall here in a couple more weeks when my boss and my other co-worker leave them. :D
I spent some time with my family today, ate some steak, so that was good. This weekend I will spend a bit of time with Dylan. I'm becoming very fond of my time spent with him every week. We never do much, but that's alright. I just enjoy getting out of town for a bit, spending some time not doing anything at all.
Once again, I apologize for the atrocious length of this post. I just wanted to get all of the details of the crash written down so that this time next year or whenever, I can come back and remember how everything happened. This blog is supposed to not only be a journal to help me sort through my emotions and act as some personal thearapy, but it is also supposed to be a life log to record all of the major events in my life, and I believe this to be a biggy. I'm just so very glad that Chey is ok, and that she will heal up here in the next couple of weeks. Report card time.
Physical: 7/10
Mental: 9/10
Emotional: 5/10
Spiritual: 10/10
Financial: 9/10
Vocational: 10/10
Educational: 7/10
Social: 9/10
Total: 86/100
Grade: B
So to start off my week, Chey asked me to take a vacation day on Monday, because she wanted to go buy a motorcycle and she needed me to give her a lift out to the dealer. Being the good, and lazy, boyfriend that I am, I of course take a day of vacation so that I can help my girl. We take off a little after noon and head out to Kingman (a city I about an hour from here) to go check out this dealer that has caught her attention. We take the long way down to Kingman so that we can scout out the route that Chey will be taking back, and so that we can avoid traffic in both directions.
The dealer was pretty awesome, and I would totally recommend him for anyone in the Wichita area. It was this awesome little shop called Bobz Bikes. Bob is this real down to earth guy who was totally on the level with us. He showed Chey around and helped her pick out the perfect bike. She did all the paperwork, got the loan to go through, got insurance, did everything. If there is one aspect of her personality I would love to emulate, it's that she is very prepared for every situation. Chey had already purchased a helmet, boots, a jacket, and gloves before she even bought the bike. Ok, so, everything is paid for, and off we go.
We leave Kingman and start on our way home. Everything goes off without a hitch until we get close to the Wichita city limits. As we near the city, we have to take a detour because of a crash. This wasn't a huge problem, because this was an area that we were both familiar with. We get into the city and we get stopped at light right before we turn north to go to our apartments. At this point, we are maybe three blocks from home.
The light changes, and Chey goes to make her left turn. As she takes off, the light starts to change, and I don't know if this got to her or what. They say that there are a thousand things that cause a crash. We had been driving for over an hour, we hadn't eaten hardly anything all day, and I'm sure that Chey was hot and a little frustrated by how touchy that clutch is on her brand new shiney bike. All of this added up to her gunning her throttle a little to hard, taking the turn a little too wide, and as she came up to the corner, she should have been able to correct. However, there was some residual sand left on the streets from this winter when the city laid sand to help with the ice, and of course they never cleaned it up.
As soon as Chey hit that sand, it was all over. She hit the curb, launched off the bike, and thankfully landed in the grass. Now, I have a pretty cool head on my shoulders during emergencies, thankfully, but I gunned it through that intersection as hard as my car would accelerate. I drifted in the empty lot and jumped out of the car. By this point, several people who had witnessed what was going on had jumped out of their vehicles and rushed to Chey's aid, some calling the police, some getting her bike off and away from her, and one elderly gentleman who just held her hand the entire time. Thankfully, she was alive and without major injury.
Paramedics, police, and firefighters all rushed on the scene soon after that and got Chey back onto her feet. They gave her the once over, inspected the bike, and got their reports written. We didn't end up going to the hospital due to Chey's complete and utter over-preparedness. Her gear saved her life and left her with little more than some bruises and a bit of road rash.
Chey got very, very lucky. She could have died or have suffered much more severe injuries. She should have had worse injuries. But she didn't. The reason that I waited 4 days to write about all of this is because I have taken all week to process things emotionally, and to take care of (and spoil) Chey. Right now she is laying beside me taking a much need nap and I couldn't be happier about that.
So, that was my Monday. This event has definitely given me some perspective on my relationship, and has kicked my ass into gear to do the chores around the house. It's not that I need to do anything extra, Chey is healing just fine, but now more than ever I just want to do the chores. I want to take all of the burdens that I can muster off her as I can. I want her to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt that I love her, and that I would be lost without her, and that I can't imagine my life or how I would be if Monday had gone any differently.
I believe that is probably enough of that subject. I'm still processing some emotions over it, and if I think too hard, I just end up tearing up, so on an emotional level it's still hot to the touch.
Other than that, the week went surprisingly well. Work, while only two days long for me this week, was an easy two days. I put in my written notice to my mangers to let them know that next week will be my last week. It's not surprising to me that they are not even attempting to retain me. They consider me disposable and figure that as soon as I leave, they will find some other yutz to take my place. This all sits just fine with me. I think they are going to leave me alone for the rest of my time here, and that's all I'm after. I do wish I could be a fly on the wall here in a couple more weeks when my boss and my other co-worker leave them. :D
I spent some time with my family today, ate some steak, so that was good. This weekend I will spend a bit of time with Dylan. I'm becoming very fond of my time spent with him every week. We never do much, but that's alright. I just enjoy getting out of town for a bit, spending some time not doing anything at all.
Once again, I apologize for the atrocious length of this post. I just wanted to get all of the details of the crash written down so that this time next year or whenever, I can come back and remember how everything happened. This blog is supposed to not only be a journal to help me sort through my emotions and act as some personal thearapy, but it is also supposed to be a life log to record all of the major events in my life, and I believe this to be a biggy. I'm just so very glad that Chey is ok, and that she will heal up here in the next couple of weeks. Report card time.
Physical: 7/10
Mental: 9/10
Emotional: 5/10
Spiritual: 10/10
Financial: 9/10
Vocational: 10/10
Educational: 7/10
Social: 9/10
Total: 86/100
Grade: B
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