It is finally Friday

This has been a week when I have been a day ahead all week. I have not been the only one. The teachers at summer camp, two of my co-workers, and my daughter have all been a day ahead as well.

I am so glad it is finally Friday.  It has been a tough week for me but so many people have it worse. They are all in my prayers and I hope that God is listening.

I have been away because I have so many things going on at work that I cannot discuss and they have consumed all my thoughts and I cannot write about them. Since I cannot think past them I needed to stay away.  Since they are mostly behind me I wanted to try coming back to the blogosphere and see if I could post something worthwile that would not get me fired if found by my co-workers and bosses, of which I have many.

I have been pouring my energy into a story for Wattpad.com.  KathrynThornton2. The new story is called "New England, New Romance". If you haven't guessed it is a romance genre story.  I hope you can check it out and enjoy it.

I love writing for Wattpad because I take the opportunity to write freely and not over analyze or edit too much.

I look forward to your comments on the story thus far or my other stories that are posted.

Making a Better Life

Why do we as a people all believe that the grass is greener somewhere else?

My job is a source of major stress right now. Without my salary we cannot afford our home.
I broached the fact that maybe we should not be fighting to save a home but a quality of life. Maybe we could have a better quality of life somewhere with a cheaper cost of living.

I have spent a few hours searching for alternative places with a lower cost of living. Southern CA is quite expensive. It is also so different from what I grew up with. I grew up in a small town, surrounded by family, with lots of open space.

My husband will never live anywhere with weather.  He wants temperate 70 degrees all the time. That rules out being near my family, it snows where they live.

Quality of life is something we keep saying we aspire to and yet it is a vague idea. Maybe it means I stay home, maybe it means we can see family more often, have more money to spend on trips and save for college, have the best school system for our children.

I did a search of the best places to live in the US and so many towns in California were high on the list. So if this is the case why am I so anxious to leave?

It is the strange, seemingly universal, unfounded belief that the grass is going to be greener if we move somewhere else.  I hear this constantly. My co-worker who finally moved out of her mother's house, my friends who keep talking about moving to Oregon and Washington state; one of whom moves in August.  Yet my co-worker who finally moved out of her mother's home has found some difficulties she did not expect and spends a lot of time helping her mother now which is not as convenient as when she lived at home.  Will the transition pains be worth it? Would we end up in a better place?  Would we make closer friends than we have here?

I think our best next step is for us to decide concretely what we want, what we think would make for a better quality of life and then see if we can make that happen here or if we really thinking moving is the only way to achieve those defined measurable goals.

As much as I want to assume, maybe irrationally, that things will be better if we move and start over I need to find a way to make a decision free of this irrational hope and temper the unreasonable belief that the grass will be greener somewhere else.

Time for a Laugh

My son introduced me to a Weird Al song that I readily agreed with and love.  Please enjoy the video of Word Crimes by Weird Al.

I like this post because it is so true.  I have received comments before that people really don't make these mistakes.  If only I could post my emails from work. Reef for wreath, do for due, grate for great, etc. I have to read emails aloud to sound out what they are trying to say because the English is so bad.  I have this posted on my office door. I wonder how many of the words my co-workers actually recognize as an acyrologia.

The final chuckle for the day from my favorite cartoonist Nick Seluk at The Awkward Yeti. Love him.


okay one more from him


I hope you enjoyed your visit.

Happy writing!