Office Space, my office space to be more precise...

Well, there's good news and there's bad news. I'll tell you the bad news first.
Today, the Direct TV guy came. He told us that he could not install our dish because there is a very large tree in front of our balcony that would interupt the signal. He apoligized profusely and told us that if we got the tree trimmed down , but we would not be able to get local channels. Really, the only option is to cut the tree down completely. But, that is not an option at all. He told us we would have to get cable. So, I looked up the prices for cable and to get all the channels we would get with Direct TV we would have to pay twice as much. Well, that's a no. So, we decided we would just get basic, and I went online and made the order. Then, when I got to the end and had to confirm our installation appoint, the lady told me that service was not available at our address. What?!? I just want to watch television. I already had to give up Project Runway. Can't I at least get the network stations? Pure frustration.
The good news is that I love my job. I really do. When I originally got the job, I didn't think I would hate it. I just figured it would be a job. It would be interesting. I would get to learn something new. I figured it would be easy enough, that I would catch on pretty quickly. All of that is true. I have caught on pretty quickly. It's not too hard. But, I am challenged. I have to learn several computer systems. I also have to become familiar with all the vendors that we work with and all the tours we offer. All of the people I work with are fantastic. They are so nice. So far, I am loving being a Travel Consultant. My manager keeps telling me that it's going to get busy, but I guess I don't mind. Bring on the busy. The only real complaint I have is that it's freaking hot. But, I guess I could just get a fan. And, I have my own desk, my very own cubicle. Man, it's good to be a graduate. Today, I was just driving home from work and realized that, for once in my life, I don't mind going to work.
And, I'm watching Office Space. This is a good day.

A Slice of My Disjointed Thoughts.

Here, I sit. In my brand new apartment. I said good bye to my parents and now I am sitting in my brand new apartment. Just let that sink in. It's true. I did it. I made it.
I know that this isn't my first apartment. It's my second. But, somehow, this one feels different. I don't know why. But, it does. Maybe because it's the first apartment where I get my own room. Do you know how long it's been since I had my own room? A long time. Do you know how long it's been since I had my own closet? I can't even tell you. Guess what else I have? My own bathroom. I know. It's so strange and liberating at the same time.
Today, on the way here, I passed Tyndale. And, I was thinking that the last twenty-three years of my life could be easily divided. There were the pre-high school years which, despite the fact that I moved a zillion times and they included puberty, are pretty unremarkable. Then, there was highschool. Probably the first real turning point in my life for a lot of reasons, but that is another blog. Then, of course, the tyndale years. I lived with my parents, worked full time and went to college full time. Next, are the Lee years. While I learned a lot at Tyndale, at Lee, I learned a lot about myself. I was away from home, dealing with all kinds of stuff. Work, school, social situations, which we all know are not my specialty.
And now, I am embarking on a brand new chapter in my life. I guess if I had to name it, I would call it adulthood. I know that technically I have been an adult for five years, but this is a different taste of adulthood.
I know this blog is a little disjointed, but my thoughts are a little disjointed today. I'm tired and excited all at the same time. My mind is racing with all the things I need to do. I thought I would be scared about embarking on this new journey, but I'm too excited to be scared. That's odd, considering that new restaurants make me nervous.
Oh, one more thing, I'm a pirate. Yep, this wireless signal has been commandeered by me for my illegal use. How do you like dem apples?

To boldly go where I have never gone before...

I'm moving on Thursday. Yes, I am.
I got a job at Image Travel. It's a travel agency that specializes in international guided group tours. I am kind of anti-tour. I much prefer traveling by the seat of your pants, but hey, it's a job. I am pretty excited about it, though. I am excited about getting to learn about a new industry. I am excited about starting this new chapter in my life.
So, now, I am moving into my new apartment in Grand Rapids on Thursday. I am really excited about that. I just can't wait to be out of my parents' house and on my own again. They are excited about it too.
So, last week, Crystal was telling me something about her boss' wife and how she wants to reinvent herself when she turns forty. I don't care if she reinvents herself, of course, but it made me start thinking about reinvention. Madonna is the master of reinvention. She is constantly changing her image and sound to keep up with "the times." Sometimes, it works, and sometimes it doesn't.
I think that there are a few things that I would like to reinvent about myself. I've always wanted to be one of those people who got more done before 9 am that I could get done before 9 pm. I've always wanted to be one of those people who is always reading a new book and always has something interesting to say. And, I think that now is the time to reinvent myself. I'm not talking about changing who I am, of course, but would it kill me to get up a few hours earlier and get stuff done? Would it kill me to go back and read all those books I was supposed to read for class? Would it kill me to maybe exercise every once in a while? I don't think so.
Just thought I would share.