reprise
Even Ariel got a reprise to her "part of his world"... so here's mine. And, yes, posting must've helped a little since the headache is down to a minor annoyance.
I would say that at least 86.9% of my life is going well. Really well.
I have a great work environment/situation, and am working side-by-side with brilliant and socially balanced people for the most part. We celebrate birthdays, play music, joke, smile all while working purifying compounds, isolating synthesized starting materials and taking time points. I am getting a PhD from a really good school. I have friends at work. Ones who say hello, share chocolate after lunch and walk out to get smoothies. (Ok, I concede that that might all be the same person.) My advisor is a rock-star, not literally, but in the chemistry community she communicates her science very well, generates many ideas and teaches all of us how to be better scientists. We get along as coworkers and the drama factor is relatively low for the season.
I have an awesome living situation. Rocking the "live with strangers" situation over the summer was bearable and not something I'd do again, but living with my roommates now is incredible. It's just nice to be home, to say hello, to check in, to have sunday dinners and joke and talk and just be friendly, and listened to, and listen to. It's been a while since I could frantically knock on a door 20 min late to a meeting and get a ride and know that I won't be judged too harshly for it. (Thanks again by the way).
And part three - the church situation, it's good too. My calling is overwhelming, but doable. The relief society sisters are all awesome and fun to talk to. We all get along really well since there are lots of great folks to talk to. Plus, I'm finally taking an institute class again. First time back and serious about it since 2002. So, small steps, and maybe this isn't the most excellent situation - which could be part of the problem - but it's really not bad.
So, as for the other small percentage in those categories that's not so good, it's really not that bad - I think that "stowers" are dramatic. There's evidence in both sisters and a brother. I would say that it expresses itself in my mom a lot, and it's a genetic predisposition in my dad since it's rampant in my grandmother. So we'll chalk up my rantings to drama, and to crazy.
We'll now go back to our regularly scheduled program.
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