So after next week, my life will be slightly more organized.. hopefully! It's been a crazy transition into working for a company instead of doing hair, but I love my job! I love the craziness of the days. I love that the boys pick on me, because they only are doing it because they are all really protective. I am not allowed to carry anything that could be heavy. They will all stop what they are doing and will come help me. Yesterday I had to change the lock on that door in the corner. They brought me the new door knob and said "you have to do this yourself Michelle. You need to learn to be more handy." So a few hours later I came out and got the tools, took the door knob off and 5 minutes later as I was putting the new door knob in 2 of the guys came in and said "what do you think you are doing!?" And I think they were seriously mad... I told them I was being "handy" and doing it myself. They both took the tools and finished it for me. I sat down and just watched them. I could do it myself, but isn't it more fun to watch them? :) Anyways, I love my job. Still no regrets about the move. I don't even miss doing hair, which is surprising, but good. I love that I can come and do the things I need to each and every day. I am grateful for a boss who challenges me, but trusts me too. I may have made myself an award for being an "outstanding employee that he couldn't do without" and stamped his name on there... And by may have I mean I did. And even though he didn't ask me to write myself an award. I know he still means it! ok. Back to work now!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Written by ME at 10:52 AM
Thursday, November 15, 2012
(This is a semi journalish post. I wanted to be able to remember the process of my move to Utah)
Every once and a while we need to hit the refresh button on our life. We need to start over and wipe out all the bad/ negative in our life. We need to make the changes we have always wanted to change. We just need to start a new chapter in our life. I got this opportunity 6 weeks ago. 2 months ago I decided I needed to start looking for a new job in a new location. I got online and started looking up jobs I might like. I decided doing hair would be my back up because it is not my most favorite thing to do in the world. Don't get me wrong. I love doing hair, just all day every day gets boring, quick! So I decided to look into doing more marketing/ business related stuff. I got online and started looking in Arizona/ California. I made a list of the things I would do at my dream job and then made a list of places I wouldn't mind moving to. Salt Lake was number 4. Arizona was number 1&2 and California was third place. Anyways, so I decided maybe I should say a prayer about this and incorporate the Big Man upstairs to see what He thought and if there was any direction I should go. I prayed and basically said I am moving to Arizona. If you don't want me to, make it clear where I should go. Not even 2 hours later I get a phone call. The phone call went something like this: "Michelle, I think you should come work for me. I need someone to do this, this and this. (as he repeated my list to me) and maybe this. So you should think about it. I mean, you would have to move to Salt Lake City, but I think it would work out. What do you think?" I was speechless for like a minute and then told him I would call him back. I stopped and realized that was my answer. I freaked out for like an hour. I realized I was moving from my comfort zone. From my friends who had become my family. I realized for the first time, I was doing something for me, and not for anyone else. I know he wanted me to work for him, but I wanted to work for him more. I wanted the job he just told me about, after all it was my dream job. So I called him back and told yes, I wanted the job. We worked out the details (except when I started) and I was so excited. I couldn't really tell anyone, because I still had to turn in my 2 weeks. I sent him a text the next morning asking when he wanted me to start. He said 2 weeks. I think my heart stopped. I had to turn in my 2 weeks that day. Holy CRAP! So I wrote my notice, turned it in and cried a lot. Turning in my two weeks was really hard. I love the people I worked with! They weren't just co-workers, they were my best friends! So after crying a lot and getting the news off my chest, I got really excited. I went home and started packing. All of my stuff was packed up within 5 days. I called my landlord that day and told her I was moving. She said to see if I can find someone who might want to take over my contract, but who is going to want to move in, in the middle of the month? Wrong. The next day I found someone to take over my contract. Coincidence? I think not! Meant to be is more like it! So I worked my last two weeks, said my goodbyes and I was off. Everything feel into place perfectly. I got down here and my parents were here that weekend. I got to hang out with them, and then the following Monday started my new job. My first day I was so nervous. I wanted to be so amazing and work so hard, but learning the new ropes was hard. It took me a good 3 weeks to learn everything. But now, I love it. I love the people I work with. I love what I am doing. I love my office. I love Utah! I love everything! I have completely refreshed my life. Since moving to Utah I have lost 30 lbs, gone to church every week, cut my hair off, made goals- and started already achieving them. One of my goals was to be credit card debt free by the end of the year. However, I am going to be credit card debt free by THANKSGIVING! yahhoooo!!! I am so excited! I have saved so much money since moving down here. I love it! I love having money! So pretty much this whole 'new chapter' in my life is pretty amazing. I would definitely recommend it to anyone and everyone who is needing something new! I am grateful for this blessing in my life. I don't know if I necessarily deserved it, but I am so grateful for it! I will post pictures of everything soon.
Written by ME at 9:43 AM
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
I just wrote an amazingly long, hysterical moving, touching, enlightening post. Just to find that BA-LOGGER messed up the whole blog. Now it is showing double words with other words missing. GAH! Way to mess up my night! Now I am going to go take a shower and go to bed. Maybe tomorrow the internet fairies will come and fix it so I can post it tomorrow. If not, I can not promise to recreate that magic I created earlier. But I will try to see what I can do.. M.C. out!
Written by ME at 10:26 PM
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
I want you to know my life is really hard right now. I seriously have to pack to be gone for the next 12 days. Geesh. I have to fly to Reno tomorrow to go hang out with one of my
best friends coworkers (but really best friend) and then drive back to Rexburg with her. Then less than 24 hours after we get back I am turning around and going to Vegas. Both are "work trips". Vegas, we are going to a conference. I am going with my other friends... Coworkers. My job is in credibly demanding. I am going to be so exhausted after playing wokring for the next 12 days straight. Phew! I seriously don't know what I am going to do..
Written by ME at 10:40 AM
Some people believe in being "lucky" others believe in karma. I believe in a little of God. I think that sometimes we may thing we are "lucky" and we just got something because of no reason at all but luck. I don't believe that. I believe that good things happen to good people (sounds like karma... but wait) because God has a plan for that person. I believe it's not luck at all, I believe that God intended for that to happen and so that is what happens. I am pretty sure this isn't making any sense (Surprise, Surprise). So lets go with my family for example. I believe it was in God's plan for me to go and be with my family here on Earth. It was not "luck" or karma because I was good in the pre-mortal life (Confused? Go here). I believe it is just God's plan for me. So am I incredibly grateful for my family? Yes! Am I so blessed that my family is absolutely amazing and that they love me for me, and accept me for who I am; and that they love my friends and have always accepted my friends? Am I blessed/ grateful that my parents encourage me to follow my dreams? Yes. I am extremely grateful! It's not luck/ karma. It was all predetermined that it was going to turn out like this. So when a great job falls into your lap it's the same thing. I am not lucky. I am not an incredibly righteous person so good things always happen to me. This is just my life. So this all comes from several people over the last week that have told me that I am super "lucky" to have everything I have. I know I am incredibly blessed. I know that I probably take things for granted, but its something I am definitely working on. I just think its funny when people look at other people's lives and are jealous. Yes, I wish I had somethings in my life that I don't (mostly money... don't judge I want to do good things with it..) but no one is going to hand me millions of dollars and say 'go be free'. And if they did I wouldn't hate that but I do fear I would turn into Kim Kardashian over night. I guess the moral of this long rant is that if you want something in your life go get it. If you don't want something in your life change it. I am 25 years old. I am a mormon girl who is still single. Is my life perfect? Hell no! (See I am not perfect!) So stop thinking everyone else's life is perfect. Go and be grateful for your life and your plan. Because God made each of our plan catered to us and what we would need and want. So please, stop being so jealous and wishing you had better luck, because girl, we make our own luck! Amen.
Written by ME at 10:21 AM
Sunday, August 5, 2012
My dating/ love life is not something I usually like to talk about. I usually don't tell people when I have a boyfriend. I REFUSE to put it on Facebook and I just don't think it's anyone's business. But I am fed up with this dating crap and I am about to explode. I have had a few really amazing boyfriends that I loved being with but for some reason or another we ended it. So I know there is hope... however I don't think hope exists in Rexburg. I think Rexburg has the pool of idiots. And by idiots I mean desperate, brain washed mormon guys who think that finding a wife is like a job interview. Let me give you a few examples of the guys that surround me in this fine town. So I see a lot of guys everyday at my job. When I cut their hair they make the small talk and ask me how long I have done hair, how long I have been married, and am I still going to school or not. Those are the questions. Always. I have no ring on my wedding finger, so I am not sure why they always assume I am married but it is annoying. I always smile and say I am single. They always look like a deer in headlights until I say some witty comment that makes them feel like less of an idiot. A few times, once the guys get to know me a little better, always comment on how they are confused why I am not married. One guy like had a full on debate with me and kept asking me why I wasn't married yet. His words exactly were "it just blows my mind that you are 25 and not married. It just confuses me!" Thank you. I mean, that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. NOT!!! I know he meant it well, but that didn't come across exactly how he meant it. But come on!! So move right along. Last night I get a text it says: "I hope you had a great day" Who is it from? Good question. I have NO clue. So I am trying to be as nice as I can and ask who it was. Got the name... facebook stalked him.We aren't facebook friends. I don't recognize his name or his picture. So how does he have my number. I classily (its a word... look it up in my dictionary!) ask him how we know each other. Oh perfect we were in the same ward together for one semester (4 months) we never talked. We never hung out. And he got my number from the ward directory (does he still have that... we were in the same ward 2 years ago.... .creepy!?). Perfect. We definitely have ward directories for you to get a date. Thank you! So he starts texting me what I like to do, my hobbies, etc. What is this a first date via text??? Seriously. I know there are good guys out there, because I have met them and dated a few of them... but come on!!! I know they say you have to kiss a few frogs before you kiss your prince... but the thought of kissing a frog grosses me out. I would rather just wait for my prince. Is that so wrong?? Man I really love dating!
Written by ME at 1:48 PM
Thursday, August 2, 2012
August 2nd has some pretty significant events... such as:
- 1990- Iraq invades Kuwait
- 1776- Delegates sign Declaration of Indepedence
- 1939- Einstein urges U.S. atomic action
- 1589- King Henry II dies
- 1552- Treaty of Passau gives religious freedom to Protestants living in Germany
- 1819- First parachute jump from a Balloon in New York City
- 1847- First steam boat launches in San Francisco Bay
- 1914- Germany invades Luxembourg
- 1923- Vice President Calvin Coolidge becomes President
- 1983- Nicole Renee Chapin was born!
Happy Birthday NICOLE!!!!!
I have THE most amazing sister in the whole entire world!!! I love her so much!!! I am so grateful for her and her example and love for me! I wish I could have been there with her today spending the day with her!
Written by ME at 9:44 PM
Monday, July 23, 2012
So people say deaths come in 3s and I totally believe that and we hit our 3rd death today... so death can go away for a while. Please and thank-you! So the first death I heard about was my co-workers dad. When I heard that Bart (our maintance supervisor, man who remodeled my salon!) lost his father I was so sad for him. I went to his funeral today in support of Bart. I had never met his father, but knew Bart would need the love and support so I went. As I was sitting there listening to his eulogy and the things people were saying about him were so nice. He sounded like a fantastic man who loved God, his family and his country. He lived a long and full life and today was truly a celebration. When a family member got up and spoke of the Plan of Salvation (Confused... go HERE) it really clicked. I have such a strong testimony of the Plan of Salvation and how great of a joy to be an eternal family. I realize in this plan I someday need to get married. As I was listening to this talk he mentioned something about angels and how we have them here on Earth with us. And I also have a huge testimony of that. I believe everything happens for a reason. I also believe that God knows who we are and knows our needs. I know that death is not something to take lightly, but it comforts me to know that we will not be taken before our time. And it also scares me to know that we don't really have control over death. It is not something that we can avoid really. (I hope that makes sense... just go with me here.) So then yesterday, Sunday, the Sabbath day. I go pick up my friend, Tia for church. We discuss how another one of our co-workers had put on facebook that a friend of hers was killed. Sad, but this is number 2. So I saw her at church and sat with her. Of course she was a hot mess. I talked to her after church and realized it was her ex-boyfriend who she just broke up with 2 months ago and didn't leave on good terms. She has been so sad and regretted how she left things with him. I did what I could yesterday to ease her burdens and still keep her and Bart in my prayers. Ok, so today I find out on facebook that a girl I went to beauty school with was murdered in California. How horrible. I feel so bad. My heart is seriously torn right now. I felt so much comfort at the funeral today. I realized God knows what He is doing, but then to realize how many deaths just happened is really sad. I guess I am grateful for my testimony of the Plan of Salvation and grateful I realize that this isn't the end. When we die, only our body dies. Our spirit still lives. Plus with the shootings in Colorado.. this weekend had been a sad one. So this weekend I have learned some very valuable lessons. Lesson number 1: never leave someone on bad terms. Number 2: Always say I love you. Number 3: Never take a single day for granted. And number 4: having faith is very important and helps out a lot.
Written by ME at 10:03 PM
Sunday, July 22, 2012
I am guessing that people are probably DYING to know 25 random facts about me. So you are welcome in advance! PS. There is no order to any of these. (And I stole this idea from Amanda, so sue me.. jk please don't!!!!)
- I am a reality show junkie as of lately.
- Like seriously, sometimes I feel like the Kardashian's are my best friends....
- I love Justin Bieber and I don't care who knows it!
- I don't cry very often but when I do, I can't stop crying and usually I ball.
- I DVR Boy Meets World and Saved by the Bell because it reminds me of my sister and a much simpler time in my life.
- I wash my hair twice a week and blow dry it once a month.
- I suck at texting. It takes too long and is kinda annoying when people get mad when you don't text back.
- I suck at staying in contact.
- I am 5'4" and have size 10 feet
- I still have a crush on Zack Morris. Don't judge.
- I am obsessed with Fruit Punch Gatorade right now.
- I can't fall asleep without some sort of sound (usually the TV)
- I have some pretty amazing friends.
- I hate goodbyes and especially when people I really love move away from me.
- I like to move every couple years and I am starting to get an itch....
- I hate drinking water.
- My right knee needs surgery.
- I got my wisdom teeth out last week and my teeth have all moved this last week and my teeth are almost back to what they were right after my braces.
- I call people pretty when they say something stupid (it's a nicer way to say it) and all of my co-workers/ friends are using my new lingo.
- Sometimes I wish I could stop time, or fly... I definitely wish I could fly.
- I have a 3 year supply of make-up.
- I never thought I would actually graduate from College with a BA
- I change my hair color every 2 months.
- I don't listen to music in the car when I am driving alone.
- I can't stand my toe nails not painted or when my nails aren't done.
Written by ME at 11:22 PM
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Due to lack of food, social life and the extreme pain I have been through in the last 4 days... I have been hiding in Dillion, Texas all weekend, where I became a huge Panther Football fan. If you don't know what I am talking about and want to waste hours and hours on a TV show then watch Friday Night Lights. Honestly, if I didn't have KFC mashed potatoes, Fruit Punch Gatorade, Strawberry Applesauce, or Netflix with Friday Night Lights I would have DIED this weekend. Died! Seriously. I am not even being dramatic... ok maybe I am. But seriously in like 48 hours I have watched 24 episodes.... wow. That is really sad. But my football team just won state! So take that! Anyways, I am going back to Dillion. I just want you to know that I am alive and feeling better... thanks to those Panthers and Nicole for letting me borrow her netflix and for suggesting F.N.L.!!!
Written by ME at 10:21 PM
Friday, July 13, 2012
But right now I feel kinda like I am on an island... and I am all alone. I do have to say that most of the time I like my independence and freedom. However, whenever I am sick, that is when I want to be home and have my mom, dad and sister taking care of me. I got my wisdom teeth out on Thursday. I obviously couldn't drive myself there. So I had two of my co-workers take me and they brought me home. They dropped me off at my door and I came up to my apartment and got myself some medicine and changed my cotton swabs and got myself into bed. A few hours later my friend stopped by with her boyfriend and brought me a sno cone. And then a few hours later I called a friend to bring me something to eat. So she came like an hour later (please note that I hadn't eaten in like 12 hours and was STARVING!!!) and finally brought me some mashed potatoes and stayed for like 3 minutes and ran home to her kids. Now I know I can't expect people to drop their lives and take care of me. And I know people have their own lives and are super busy. I am extremely grateful for everyone for doing things for me. However, there are a few times in my life where I just wish I had someone to take care of me. Like someone who just loves me and feels sad that I am in pain and just wants to make me happy. Having to drive myself to Wal-Mart this morning to get my meds sucked. I was in pain but no one was going to get them for me... so I just had to do it. I am sure I am just having a pity party for myself. But I mean I did get my wisdom teeth out yesterday and no one has even come to check on me. I guess sometimes being so independent sucks. And sometimes you just want your mommy.
Written by ME at 7:53 PM
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Naturally, I am writing my Last Will and Testament due to my wisdom teeth being removed today. It's a sad day for America. My wisdom teeth have been a big part of my life for the last 3 years. I have been dreading the day when someone not as wise as me wanted to bring me down to their level. I just didn't think it would be a dentist. I was talking to my Father last night about the horrific surgery I am about to be put through. As we were discussing the major risk involved he asked if he could have my car if I didn't make it through. I agreed. I will Drew, the Rendezvous, to my Father, Raymond. I would also like to give any cash money or savings to my Father to try and repay my "tab". As far as my clothes and shoes go... if you find someone that wears the same size clothes and shoes as me... please make sure they have good style and they will appreciate all of my clothes and give my entire closet to them along with any amount due on my credit card because I most likely bought those clothes with the credit card. For my hair product which is the majority of my possessions I would like to give those things to my Sisters, Nicole and Chyla and my Mother, Donna. I would hope that these ladies could divide the product up evenly. I also request that my make up which is also in abundance would go to Chyla and she may share with Nicole and Donna as she sees fit. As for my DVD collection, I would like that to kept together and given to my Father and I would request that he watch every DVD completely within one year of my death date. As for the pictures and wall hangings I would request that the blue thingy on my wall behind the door be given to Daridee Nagle. She has coveted this for a while and it shall be hers now. Everything else shall be divided up as people want it. And if they don't want it please make a shrine at Donna and Rayme's house to remember me by. The love sac and couch should be returned to Jeanne Deveraux. As for my TV, Wii and DVD player I would like that those go to my Father and he may do with those as he sees fit. My bed and any other furniture should be given away to people in need. I want to thank everyone for being an influence in my life. I am please with my accomplishments as a 25 year old female. I am proud to say that I have done most everything I wanted to do thus far and wished it could have been a longer life, but with someone as wise and accomplished as I, I can see why this dentist insists that he bring me down. I pray my family can celebrate the life I had and not mourn, for I will be forever with you. And if you make stupid decisions I will probably haunt you. Amen.
Written by ME at 11:36 AM
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Happy 4th of July!!! My sister, Nicole, LOVES America!! I mean, I can totally understand why she does. We are blessed to live here, so it makes sense. I love America too and am incredibly grateful for my freedoms. I love that we live in a country that we can do whatever we want for the most part. I mean we can't go around killing people and stuff, and actually I am really grateful for that too! Anyways, I love that I could go to school and get an education in the field that I chose. I am grateful we can choose our religion and respect others for choosing theirs. I have recently realized that I don't allow myself to be "free" when it comes to friends. I have recently discovered that I am such an annoying people pleaser that it drives me crazy!!! I finally decided (with the help of a trained professional.. let's call him Brett :) ) That it's OK if I chose to do something that someone doesn't want me to do. Example: If one friend asks me to do something with them and I don't want to... I don't have to. Before if someone asked me to do something I would always say yes, UNLESS I had other plans. So sometimes I would fib a little and make up stories because I didn't want to go. Realizing this was such a huge deal to me! It might sound crazy to you, but realizing that someone won't hate me if I don't always hang out with them, or they won't think I am a bad person if I just want to stay home was a BIG deal to me! So I guess in some strange way this 4th of July I feel a new sense of freedom. I feel freedom from having to be perfect, or pretending that I am. Because we all know no one is perfect. And not everyone can do something all of the time. I have decided that the best thing to know you have is Freedom, whether it's religious, social, or mental, it is seriously something we are blessed with!
Written by ME at 10:09 AM
Monday, July 2, 2012
I was talking to one of my friends today about their life and how it's so much easier to give other people advice and think "oh well if that was me I would do this.. why is it so hard for them?" I know that I look at people's lives that are drastically different from mine and think "why are they complaining?" I think about someone who is married and has kids and think they have a golden life. Why would they complain?? Whereas they look at mine and possibly think "she graduated from college and now has her career. She makes money and gets to spend it on herself... she gets to shop whenever she wants, or do whatever she wants!" (PS. They told me they think that... I wasn't just making that up). And although both statements are true... It doesn't mean my life is more glamorous than the next persons. If you asked me if I would give up my shopping or single life to be a wife and a mother, I would reply with absolutely every single time. However, that doesn't mean I am not appreciative of my life right now. I am surrounded by families. Some are single moms, some are not. Most are struggling financially, and most have a lot of issues that are trying to work through. Just like everyone, I have my issues. I am always amused when people think my life is so perfect. I work with a LOT of women. All of them have kids and most are married. So to them, I have no responsibilities. I just work and play. That's all I do to them. I hear this line on a weekly basis "we should do a girl's night!" And I respond with the same response ever. single. time... "Every night is girl's night at my house". It's partially a joke... but mostly a reality. When they look at my life they think I can do whatever I want. And although I can... I look at their life and think they have someone who actually cares what they are doing. Now, don't get me wrong. I do love my freedom and I am sure someday I will look back and read this post and laugh and long for my freedom again. But I think it's very interesting that as humans we always feel like someone else's life is so much easier, and we can look at their life and long for something they have, when in reality they are probably doing the same thing to us. I have come to the conclusion that although I do want a family of my own someday, I am extremely lucky and blessed. I love my job. I love my co-workers. I love my freedom and I love to shop. I love to make my own decisions and be able to do whatever I want. I love that I can literally move anywhere I want, because I will be able to get a job doing hair. I love my life right now. I am grateful for it. Maybe, just maybe if we think the grass is really greener on the other side we should water and take care of our lawn so we can appreciate what we already have.
Written by ME at 1:17 AM
Friday, June 22, 2012
I usually don't have anything profound to say. That's why I don't blog. Not that I have anything incredibly profound to say now... but I guess I have just been reflecting the last few days and tonight especially.. so I figured might as well blog about it.. Earlier this week I was talking to my friend about our testimonies. And things we believe in. I told her I couldn't imagine not believing in an after life. It would make my life so sad. She responded with "I would like to believe in an after-life. I just don't know". I believe that God has made a plan for each of us. We definitely have our agency, but there is a plan and if we choose to follow that "plan" everything will work out. As I have been reflecting about that lately I have been thinking about my life and if I have stuck to the "plan" or if I am off on my own plan. I won tickets to the local minor league baseball game tonight and was planning on going. I didn't have a huge set plan for the evening, but decided to head to Idaho Falls. I turned on some music and the song I won't give up by Jason Marz came on. And the song is about not giving up on life, no matter how hard it gets. So just as I was about to head to Idaho Falls, I decided to just go on a drive instead. I turned the exact opposite direction. I decided to go drive up by the dry farms out of town. I haven't been up there for over a year. In fact, I never go that way. But just randomly decided to go. I started driving down the long road. I came to the first big turn and saw a bullet bike coming toward me in the other lane. As he approached I realized he was going faster than me and I was going faster than I should have been.. (Sorry Mom!! I promise to be better!) I even said aloud to myself, "he better slow down... he is going too fast for that turn". As I passed him I immediately looked in my rear view mirror and saw him and the bike do about 3-4 flips and then him go flying off the bike. I immediately stopped and turned around. I got to him as fast as I could. As I got out of the car, which felt like it took an hour, I started crying. I knew he was dead. He wasn't wearing a helmet, or any protection. When I finally found him in the field I called out to see if he was ok, after the 4th time of me asking, he finally responded. He was knocked out for like a minute or two. And some how he was alive. We made sure nothing was broken before he got up and we called the ambulance and everything. His mom finally got there and she asked me if my family owned a farm up there. I told her no, and she looked at me like I was crazy. She said "then why the heck were you driving out here?" I told her I just randomly went for a drive. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Thank-you". If I would have been 30 seconds later I wouldn't have seen him crash. His friend was behind him following him and didn't even see him crash, in fact his friend passed me just as I was getting out of the car to see if he was even alive. He couldn't be seen from the road. He didn't have a cell phone on him. And honestly, those roads aren't busy. They are hardly ever used. I am grateful I was there. I am grateful I was there to make sure he was ok. I am grateful that I listened to that prompting that said "go for a drive up by the dry farms". There is a reason for everything. I believe that God has a plan for each of us. I know He uses us as his tools. It was such a blessing/ scary situation, but I am grateful for this experience because tonight I realized that I am not perfect, and sometimes I do things wrong, but for the most part, my plan and God's plan are still the same. I also learned not to take anything for granted. You never know what's going to happen. I also learned that because I didn't have brothers, I don't understand why boys do such stupid things? Anyways.. I found this quote and I think it fits perfectly .. "Everything happens for a reason. Every action has a reaction. Always remember that whats meant to be will always find a way to come out".
Written by ME at 11:39 PM
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
So apparently I suck at blogging. Let's just go ahead and all agree that this is not my passion, nor is it my first choice. I am going to choose to blame it on the fact that I get on my computer once a month. Ok that is false, I am constantly on the computer at work but that is because I am running a report, booking an appointment, or just taking a payment. Whatever. I hate blogging. Get over it. But today I shall enlighten you. Yes, you are welcome. So as of late my life has been crazy! I have moved, been homeless for 3 weeks, gone out of country, finished my college education, met new people, reconnected with old people, reflected on life, opened a salon, and tried to find my true calling in life. It has been crazy! I look back on the last 6 months and am amazed at everything. I feel like my life has been moving a million miles a minute and I have been trying to keep up. I am not sure if I have succeeded or not, but let's just say I have. So first things first! I AM A COLLEGE GRADUATE!!!!! Holy crap! I can honestly say I NEVER thought I would actually graduate and get the paper and be all official and everything! WOW! What a great feeling! I am in the middle of a move. I moved in November to a townhouse with my girl, Allie. I love Allie with all my heart. The day I got back from our cruise she told me she was moving to Vegas and it felt like my world had come crashing down. I was so sad. Happy for her, but sad for me. She was seriously the best roommate. She was one of my best friends! I loved living with her! So she moved out like a week later. So I was living alone for like 2 weeks and then got way too lonely and slept on my friend's couch for a week, and now I am staying with my boss/ friend/ family I used to nanny for. I finally get to move into my NEW apartment with 2 strangers on Saturday (Hale-freaking-lujah!) So I will try and post on that later.. (Don't hold your breathe!) Let's see what else... oh ya I opened this salon and stuff. It's going really well! Making above our goal every month! Makes me look super amazing... but pretty sure it's my stylist that is making us succeed! Reflection: Life is crazy hard. Like really, really hard. Sometimes when I think about life, the meaning, what I should be doing and where I should be at my life gets confusing. I know what I believe, so my testimony isn't being questioned, but just making sure you are sticking to the "plan". I just feel like sometimes that we need to step back from life and make sure we are a good person. I guess that is my soul searching is questioning if I am a good person or not... and I have come to the conclusion that I suck at personal relationships... i.e. friendships. I do not contact people. I don't reach out to people. And I realize that. I apologize to anyone that has ever felt like I ignored you or didn't pay enough attention to you in our relationship. I am such a driven person and get side tracked on things so easily. I know I don't call enough (period!). I am sorry! I think about the people I love a lot. I think about it, but for some reason I don't pick up my phone and call. The thing I feel bad about the most is that when my mom calls me and says this "I figured I better call you because I haven't heard from you in a while..." it breaks my heart. Worst daughter ever award goes to me! Awesome. I feel bad. I don't even call home, but not because I don't want to. I just don't. I have no excuse. Anyways, I guess I just focus on the people around me and try to do everything to help them and do what I can for them. I have concluded that even though I suck at staying in contact with people, I am willing to serve whenever and where ever I can. My dad is amazing at serving others and I learned this from him. So even though I have some major faults, I think the fact that I love to serve others helps make up for the flaws. Anyways this is long and I am sick of blogging. So here is the moral of the story. I am alive. I am grateful for my friends and family. I love you all! I pray for your safety and happiness every day!
Written by ME at 9:39 PM