Cam is in Milwaukee to visit his Grammy and attend his aunts funeral.
Me? I’m just slowly becoming a cat lady.
Coffee Date: April 3, 2014
It’s been a while since I posted anything of substance about my life. So, let’s get an update in here:
I really love my life.
- When I can let go of work… I’m incredibly happy.
- I have a fat-happy cat who likes to cuddle.
- I have the most luxurious eggplant-colored bed sheets.
- Work-day mornings are relaxed and almost always include fresh eggs and bacon. My days start off in a really wonderfully zen place.
- Weekends are filled with family, running, great glasses of wine, and all kinds of snuggling.
I’m actively looking for a new job.
- I know a few people are convinced that if I just keep my head down and keep working, it will probably get better. That’s not entirely untrue. It might get better. But the reality is, I’m really unhappy. My work stress is impeding my non-work life. I’m not dragging my current company through the mud, but I am advocating for myself.
- I’m not looking for perfect, but I am looking for a position that has room for growth. I’m looking for a company that will appreciate that I work hard, and that will listen to my voice - and allow me to actually do my job without standing over my shoulder.
- This company is just under 25 people. That means a lot of things. It means that I wear a lot of hats. It means that I report directly to three people - all of which are convinced that their work is my top priority. This means that I have more work than I can possibly do, and that things don’t get done. I’m often scolded for the things that I didn’t get to and rarely praised for completing the things I did get to.
- There have also been a number of ethical issues. I don’t want to go into great detail, but skimping on standards is not a business model I want to be a part of.
- I’m also, as it turns out, being vastly underpaid. Existing open positions comparable to what I’m currently doing have pay ranges that are 50% more than what I’m taking home. I tried to bring this up with my boss in the past and he chuckled. He said that he’s already paying me more than I’m worth. That piece alone frustrates me enough to want to get a fresh start.
I’m excited for my upcoming races.
- I’m running a 5k on April 19th. I had a time goal in mind when I registered, but at this point, I’m just looking to run hard and enjoy being back to racing.
- I’m starting Half Marathon training soon after that. It’s blended with the Hanson’s Marathon method, since I’M RUNNING THE TWIN CITIES MARATHON IN OCTOBER.
- Also, Lojo and his arm candy are coming. Stoked.
What’s new with you?
Hospital selfie with grandma. Damn, do I love this kid and his family!
Practicing for the Hanson Method
Marathon Training has definitely not started yet.
However, thinking about marathon training and worrying about being a “real” runner who could follow the Hanson’s Method… has definitely already started.
My “easy” pace range (for a 4:45 finish) is 11:00-11:30.
I’ve been shooting for that range in my miniature pre-official-marathon-training runs.
Yesterday? Nailed it.
It is March 27th. THIS IS SPRING, PEOPLE.
This weather is draining. I wasn’t supposed to run today, but I did. Just a quick mile to let out a little steam.
Now, stir fry please?
Can we talk about marriage for a minute?
- Shut up. I know I did that thing where I almost married the wrong guy. I learned a lot. I grew up a lot. Not all the way, but a lot.
- It’s not about “starting our life”. Our life has already started.
- That doesn’t change the fact that I would like to be his wife. Not just “a wife”. Not just married. Married to him. His wife.
- Weddings are ridiculously expensive. Holy shit. Even with a guest list of 30, we’re looking at $5-6k for a good party.
- Money is dumb. Debt is even dumber. I refuse to go into debt over a diamond, a dress, dinner, drinks and dancing.
- I guess I’ll just keep up my balancing act between being googly-eyed-excited and being level-headed-budget-savvy
Now, what does my internet family think?
Sometimes it’s about having your shirt match your new shoes.
Sometimes it’s about wine and quesadillas.
What a wonderful end to my 23rd birthday.
That cake is covered in nerds. Guess who made it??
Saturday’s Five: We moved them today, since yesterday was overcast and windy.
Not fast, but nice and steady. Woop!
Lojo, did you make it to the Abbey? :)