Slow and steady wins the race.
This is my mantra as I try to focus my eyes long enough to complete an entry. You see, my seasonal allergies have smacked me in the face and nearly stolen my sanity. As a person who rarely gets ill, this is as close as I have come to being really ill in quite a while, and it is not comfortable. Thankfully, my life is not too crazy-hectic at the moment, so I will survive.
Last weekend represented the first time since starting my new job that I have had any time off other than regular weekends. True, it was a government holiday, but I will take what I can get, even if the freebie day is consumed with snot-rags and hallucinations. Sadly, when I really stopped to think about the last time I took a true "vacation" day, it starts to look pretty bleak. As close as I can figure, it happened sometime in April. Yikes.
When I have had lucid down moments lately, I have taken to thinking about where I want to be one year from now. If all continues to go as scheduled, I should be done with my home-owning relationship by that time and will actually have the freedom to really reconsider my life. Work wise, things are pretty good. I like where I am and I like my prospects. True, it is no library job, but the amount of rejection I have faced on that front has left me desperate for working in a place that actually wants me.
It is strange, though, because I have spent so much time wishing that I could ditch the trappings of the big city life for a simplified existence. Now that I am facing the possibility of pursuing such an option, I have no idea where to start.
But rather than continue to rant about this, I am going to heed the ache behind my eyes and get ready for bed. I just wanted to be sure to write something in the month of September before things start moving along too quickly. So there you have it. Something.