2016 will be another interesting year. I'm starting clean with a new job and with that comes a new headshot (perks of bf photographer.) It's only my fourth day in and it feels like the first day of school. Jumping from an office of 15 to 800 is stressful. Finding the perfect route to work is stressful. Tonight on the way home, I was in the wrong lane to make a right turn and tried to squeeze in. I was honked out of doing that. Very aggressively. I drove over a backpack that fell into the road. And... i had to maneuver lefts and rights in order to avoid a gridlocked highway 10. I'll get the hang of this. I must. I was also put on the spot during an internal call and didn't quite shine the way I had hoped. But there is time to recover.
I'm thankful for the experience I got from my old job of 3.5 years. Through that company I experienced a cycle of ups and downs that usually takes companies 10 years. I take pride in saying that I was headhunted for this new job one year ago and declined, but after a year I was finally ready to take the opportunity as a new recruiter from the same company reached out to me again.
"Everyone loved you of course." How to stay humble? How to stay modest? I get really awkward with these types of compliments. And with every compliment regarding my performance that I get, the more insecure I get about my capabilities.
Today I ate dinner in my office alone. I hadn't made late evening friends yet. It really was, the first day of school.
New Years Eve.
I enjoyed a nice house party with lots of alcohol and no activities other than eating and drinking. Though I enjoyed watching the host struggle to get the right mylar balloons. Only after buying from Party City for $30, inflating them with helium, putting them in his car and THEN arranging on his wall that he noticed that the balloons read 2012.
Reminded me of his pumpkin carving event... without pumpkins because he couldn't find any on October 29th.
Christmas was off too. My parents found my grandpa with fluid in his lungs and his blood infected. He stopped eating. My mom took a month off work to help him transfer from senior housing to a nursing home. Something that she was trying to avoid for so long by installing cameras in his home and hiring someone to watch over him under the table 24/7. She discovered that the nursing home was better. Obviously - these people are trained to take care of him. When we visited him, we took him on a few laps in the home and made light of the situation which my mom enjoyed.
She cancelled the big family Christmas party, to which my cousin picked up immediately. My cousin texted me a few weeks before to confirm that I would take care of the games which I agreed to, but then I realized that 50 people were coming. During the party we sat in a circle talking and eating and suddenly the room fell silent and all eyes were on me. I realized, that they were waiting for me to initiate games...
Thank gawd for reverse charades. Everyone acts out while one person guesses. Yes - together, this group formed "TIMBER." Obviously. A handful of folks said that they were happy I brought the game and that family events are not the same without me. At that point, I felt very appreciated. I didn't bring any food for the potluck, but I managed to bring something to the event. I also gave all my cousins The Tile App so that they can find their keys. Great success!
Jimmy encourages me to visit my family. Especially during this time when my mom was having a hard time dealing with Grandpa. So I came home early for Christmas just to spend time with her. We did... nothing. I spent the day falling asleep on her bed while she watched the Hallmark channel because she's been sick for so long. But I guess there was some value in that? I think my parents appreciate our relationship. We talk, I call them in traffic... and that's how I show them that I love them.
What does 2016 look?
- New Job
- New commute (this is a big deal in LA)
- First Jury Duty
- Major surgery
- Less vacation time
Though that's really hard to do when I just brought home animal stickers from my parents house.