I Got a Perm

I was sick of my hair, sick of blow-drying, sick of fussing and still not liking how it looked. Growing it out from my previous pixie has been easy, until the last month or two. Something about endless blow drying EVERY DAY in the summer is just such a drag! So I got a perm, and I don’t care how out of style or retro it is, I LOVE IT. In fact, I like the retro-ness – it’s rather 80s, even a bit 70s in its retro stylishness. It’s VERY curly and very boho and I enjoy the way it feels on my head. I especially enjoy the fact that I wash it and let it air dry, and spray some stuff on it, and that’s about it. Furthermore, I only have to wash it every other day at the most, which means that even though I just tortured my hair with chemicals to get the perm, it will be better for it in the long run.

Side effects: it made my bob look a LOT shorter (I don’t mind). It made my hair lighter (I don’t mind). Depending on what I wear, it makes me look like a crazy old lady who doesn’t care how she looks (um, I kind of am a crazy old lady who doesn’t care how she looks).

Look at me, the middle-age hair and fashion rebel! LOL!

Good Hair Day

This is a bouffant hairstyle

I have great hygiene!

While I may not have looked as styling as THIS lovely young lady, I had a really good hair day today.

OH YEAH! I also started my new job today!

Wait a minute. Let me back up a little bit and explain. I’m not the type to switch jobs lightly. I stayed in my most recent job for more than four years. Before that, there was a short blip at a place that was a bad fit for me, but before THAT I was at another place for over seven years. And that just about covers my entire career in my current profession (of course I had other jobs before that). So yeah, I like stability. When I get in someplace, I usually plan to be there for the long haul.

Now my most recent job had some complications. I can’t spell them all out in detail here, but I can state that generally: When I joined the company, it was a small company, but a year after I started it was acquired by a VERY LARGE and well-known corporation. And things just kept going downhill after that. But I still toughed it out another three years. See? I stick around!

Anyway, I started a new job today, and it pretty much addresses all the problems I had with my old company. It’s relatively small, I’ll actually be doing work in my field again, everyone can get up to $6000 worth of training every year, and they’ll let me telecommute regularly. I did give up some very generous benefits when I left Mega-Pain-in-the-Butt Inc., but I can deal with it. What surprises most people is this: I took a pay cut. Like a 14% pay cut.

Now you’re probably thinking I’m insane, but hang in there. See, working at this new place is going to make me a much happier person. It’s much more favorable to my work/life balance (see telecommuting, above), and has much more potential for my professional development (see working in my field, and training, above). I feel pretty blessed that I can even consider taking a 14% pay cut in order to “follow my bliss.” But to be honest, I was obscenely overpaid at my last gig, mostly because of my security clearance, which I am giving up in my new position, and that is not a coincidence.

Some of the things my last company did, some of the things I was personally involved with, made me feel morally bankrupt. Being able to get away from that, and still maintain the same relative level of comfortable, suburban lifestyle, is priceless.

So here I stand, starting the next phase of my life, and life is good. Sure, there are challenges, but I feel good about my latest career change. On top of that, I haven’t even mentioned the fact that I had a bunch of health tests last month (blood work, standard screening tests, mammogram, etc.) and my results were ALL normal. For me, queen of the false positive test result, that was exhilarating.

And OMG, have you guys seen this? Crazy. I just love this video. Who knew that redneck dude from The Walking Dead was so hot?

Exhaustion

A few weeks ago (honestly I can’t really remember how long ago it was) I was forced to endure a portion of Nickelodeon’s “Kids Choice Awards.” Oh. My. God. It was truly awful. It was without a doubt the most horrible thing I can remember watching on TV in…well, ever. In particular, it started with a performance by the Black-eyed Peas. WTF?! Why are these bozos still allowed on TV? Wasn’t the Superbowl half time thing enough proof that these morons should be illegal? All they do is take other people’s songs and make them worse. That Fergie reminds me of something a British friend of mine once said: “She has a face like a workman’s bench.” Make of that what you will. I love my daughter, but I will never suffer through BEP again, even for her.

Anyway, I had 53 hours at work last week, including hours on Saturday and Sunday, so that’s why I’m exhausted. I guess you could say I’m over it.

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Actual Conversation

(Bean was sitting on my lap in my office, and we were snuggling.)

Me: I love you!

Bean: I love you for you!

Me: Aww…you’re so cute!

Bean: You’re the cutest!

I swear she does stuff like this just to mess with my head. But it does help to store it in the memory banks, and then pull it up in my mind when she’s acting like a bratty little devil.

Happy New Year

So how was your holiday season? I have one word to describe mine: sick. As in, I was sick, and still am, though I’m starting to get better. I realized, too late, on December 31, that I should have visited the doctor some time in the preceding week. I was off work and had lots of time. Unfortunately, I kept trying to self-medicate and hoping I would get better.

I started with a cold but I think it’s morphed into a sinus infection. I have headaches, low energy, persistent cough, sore throat, congestion, the whole deal. A real shit sandwich. I guess if I don’t keep getting better I’ll have to visit the doctor anyway, and take some antibiotics, which I hate to do. Antibiotics usually make me feel much worse before I start to feel better.

BUT! Other than being sick it was pretty cool. My Dad was here from South Carolina for a whole week. Christmas was fun and everyone enjoyed their gifts. We ate well, thanks to my husband the amateur chef. I leveled my mage in World of Warcraft from 70 to 80. My daughter spent hours playing her Barbie horse riding game on the Wii, and taking pictures with her Leapster Explorer, and thank goodness we had those distractions because otherwise she might have noticed that THERE WAS NO SNOW and therefore no use for her shiny new sled and snowball maker.

I only made one resolution for New Year’s, and it was to not get sucked into playing any stupid games on Facebook. No Farmville, Mafia Wars, etc. I’m usually pretty good at ignoring that stuff, but every now and then a friend will convince me to sign up just to help them out, and then I get sucked in. No more! Every time I get a request I’ll remind myself about my resolution and “just say no.”

Only one resolution – you think it’s wimping out? Tough. I have too much real stuff to worry about to spend energy creating resolutions, which in general is a meaningless exercise that has little staying power past January anyway. I have issues, real issues, to take up my time and energy: work, parenting, getting over sinus infections. But if you’re into the whole resolution bit, I couldn’t recommend any advice higher than this great post by Swistle. She asserts the daring thought that maybe resolutions don’t have to all be about losing weight, getting in shape, blah blah blah bore me to death. There’s more to life than your pants size, folks. Sure, that stuff is important in some ways and for some people, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s just one piece of the puzzle.

So here’s to 2011 – let’s hope it’s better than 2010. Happy New Year.