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You know, life is fucking hilarious. I remember having a moment when the economy first started to tank, thinking to myself, this will never effect me, I'm young, no children, no morgage. I couldn't have been more wrong. Last month I was laid off for the second time since 2009. The economy has REALLY effected me. And it's interesting how losing your job really changes the course your life is on. Luckily my course right now is pretty stable, and I'm positive, for the most part. I'd be lying if I said it hasn't been nice not working the last month. But I really enjoyed my job, I felt connected to the community which is a rare thing. And finding another job like that in this town, in this economy, is a daunting task and virtually impossible. I don't know why I haven't been writing more with all this time on my hands. But it's hard to confront what is right in front of you. I plan to hit the ground running once January arrives, and see if I can't get back in to the community I once felt so involved in. Oh, and Christmas is three days away. Even though I'm unemployed, again, this year will be better than the last.

Clean Sheets

Today is my Sunday. For all of you 9-5ers (that sounds so cliche now doesn't it?) it's your Thursday. It's odd how I lose track of the days sometimes. More often than not, Wednesday feels like Monday and vice versa. So, naturally, it being my Sunday and all, I'm doing a little house cleaning. Laundry and clean sheets. I've wittled down my sheet sets to only a few, and they're such a trivial item, but I wish I had more. How I love a clean, cozy, pretty set of sheets. My bed is in disarray most of the time, so there's a certain feeling of control and organization to putting clean sheets on the bed. Call it starting my work week off right.

Seriously. Where are you already? Lets get this started...

Months

I hate this time of the month. And that's really all I'm going to say about that because I don't even want to acknowledge it. It, . , < that. So, here's what I've been thinking about today: Running into people in this town. Sometimes it's weird, like, hey, I met you at that bar on Sprague that's not even open anymore. I don't remember your name, but I remember your teeth. That's weird right? Or, I see people out and about that shop at the co-op. But that's not so weird. Fall. I've been thinking about Autumn a lot today. I wish I had an entire new fall wardrobe. Oranges, and browns, and purples. However, I never wear these colors. Boys. Beards. Boys with beards. Economics. Should I take an economics class? Oh, and the pic below was taken from some moron's blog, and I'm not sure where he found it. But I just spent a little time thinking about that moron. Now back to the beards.

Cypress Grove is the new heaven

Have I mentioned how much in LOVE with cheese I am? I recently started assisting our brilliant cheese monger at work, and I've discovered a whole new world of cheese. It's fantastic, and I can't get enough. Cypress Grove's Lamb Chopper is a perfect cheese, I'm daydreaming about it now like one daydreams about a crush. This is my new crush.

Oh Geez!

Writing is never easy, at least for me. I use to write like a maniac, and I'm still not sure why I stopped. But my, things have changed. I'm going to start writing more.

The Most Single Time of Year

So, I hate to sound like a broken record but this is the worst time of year to be single. We all know the reasons why. Don't even get me started on New Years. All the holiday parties, all the family wondering what you're up to, where's your boyfriend? I think by now they know I'm perpetually single. I've only brought one boy home since high school and I don't hear anyone banging down my door to kiss me at midnight. I'm beginning to think that I'm the girl you date before you find the love of your life. I can think of at least two boys who I've dated recently who are now in committed long term relationships. What was it about me that wasn't relationship worthy? I ask this question all the time and I'm starting to get annoyed with myself. And it's not just me. I know other perfectly normal, good looking, smart girls with the same problem. It's like you have to lower your standards to find a man and keep a man. Well, I refuse to settle. I refuse to have a typical life. Love and otherwise. I will not marry and settle down with children to fullfil some society norm. What a boring hell that seems to me. To be young, single and child free, merry Christmas to me!