One typically does not think of April as being an exciting month of the year. The month kicks off with pranks pulled; there are no national holidays to give you a needed reprieve from work; and the spring weather teases, but generally you still close your windows at night and are hesitant to pack away … Continue reading »
My current job situation is impossible. I am beleaguered by the way in which my job duties have changed, been taken away from me, or discouraged. While one side of my thinking continued to insist that having a job in marketing for a winery located in downtown Seattle, as opposed to working part-time in a … Continue reading »
There is a point during the late winter and early spring months that I truly think that I can handle staying at this job for a year. My “good” days at work are merely less crappy than the bad days. “SS” is no longer working in the office, which was about the best day of … Continue reading »
Sunday morning dawns bright and sunny, a perfect second day of the weekend for enjoying wine tasting in Cottage Grove. Whereas yesterday’s wine touring occurred with gray skies overhead, which made the scraggly bare vineyard plants look ominous, today in the sunshine, they look like promising plants ready to bud with new life this spring. … Continue reading »
I have come to an odd point in time in the midst of my twenties: I am part of a smaller population of girls that are currently “in a relationship”. It feels strange to think that “couples’ getaways” and weekend trips with the beau are a possibility for me, when, for the longest time, I … Continue reading »
I get the greatest Valentine’s Day present: my boyfriend is moving back to Seattle! Finally, after the better part of two years, we’ll be living in the same city, in the same state, and the same country! The joy I feel is insurmountable. As I smile and gaze at him like a drugged, lovesick puppy, … Continue reading »
Two weeks in at the new job and I am abandoned. I have had the most exhausting few weeks as of late, so when I hear from my direct supervisor (who also happens to be Satan’s spawn) that she will be on medical leave for the next month, the ground falls out from under me. It’s … Continue reading »
