Do I Want A Job? Hmm...

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Last year, on a whim and recommendation from a friend, I applied for a job writing speeches and marketing copy for a university chancellor. However, after considering the hours of the job, the fact that the work was onsite, and that I had upcoming travel and other commitments, I excused myself from the interview process. Although I love working in a campus setting, I wasn't sure I could commit to the work on a long-range basis and didn't want to waste the university's time training me if I wasn't sure I would stick with it. 

The other day, I received an e-mail from the person at this university I'd been in contact with the last go around. "Are you still looking for employment?" asked the e-mail.

Huh. There's a thinker. As a freelancer,

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Daily Cat Tip at Catster.com

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Catster I'm the guest "Daily Cat Tip" blogger this week at Catster.com. Click here to read the profile they posted and here to read the tips. 

BTW, Karen Nichols, who beat me out of the job for blogger for The Cat's Meow on Catster, is a freaking awesome, hysterically funny writer. Seeing how much work she puts into it, I'm not bitter at all about losing out to her. The better cat lover won. =) If you love cats, you need to be reading Karen's blog. 

All In A Day's Work

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Time for another exciting episode of "What Dena Did With Her Day."

4:30 AM - Woke up enough to tell Blair as he got up that his Blackberry was putting on a laser-light show around midnight last night and I stuffed it in the drawer. My alarm was set for 5 so decided to just go ahead and get up.

5:40 - 6:45 AM - treadmill run and dreaded sit-ups

8:30 - 10 - In GSO for allergy shot and caffeine fix while working on client brochure.

10 - 11:30 -

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Quit Fighting Life

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I've made a decision to be happy. It's not a huge leap. As a rule, I'm a pretty upbeat-every-cloud-has-a-silver-lining-better-luck-tomorrow-it's-all-for-a-reason type gal. But I've been observing a tendency I have lately to, for lack of a better word, fight with life.

It's usually over small things. I need to run errands, cook dinner, sort through a mess of e-mails and suddenly I'm sighing and feeling drained and wishing the stupid task would just be over with so I can get on with what's REALLY important in life (whatever that may be). All this wishing the mundane details of life away is wasteful. It's the whole "putting off being happy until life is perfect" syndrome. They are always always always going to be petty details and boring tasks to deal with--why not approach them with a positive attitude?

It's been a mere 48-hours on my "Look at me, I am joy" campaign and it's going well. Instead of feeling harried and like I'm wasting time, I'm working on gratitude. So the dishwasher needs to be emptied. Yea--I have a dishwasher! I need to photocopy clips to send to an editor--I'll pet the cat while the copies are printing (versus my normal mode of standing over the printer snarling, "Run out of ink and I will END you.")

I did a quick journal entry the other day and ran through my favorite exercise of describing my perfect day. When I read it back I was astonished to realize that I pretty much described my days as they are now. Only, I wasn't having that "life is so perfect" feeling. So where's the disconnect? Future living. I'm so concerned over what I should be doing or what still needs to be done that I'm fighting a constant mental battle. Hurry, hurry, hurry seems to be the refrain running through my mind. And you know what? It's making me tired. 

So I'm giving it a go of realizing why each day is a perfect day. Lucky for me, I live with Blair, the god of eternal optimism who rolls out of bed each day at 4:30 AM proclaiming "It's going to be a great day!" Where my usual inclination is to smack him, maybe if I work hard I can join him. 

Just not at 4:30 AM. I'll be joyous more around 6.

Cheers,

Dena