Oh My George --> Silly Babies Galore

If your heart is no where in it
I don't want you for a minute.

And I'm finally writing in my blog... 

I've attempted a few times but have just been so tired that I couldn't. I sorry.

I've been putting my full effort into my job now that I'm out of training. I moved on up and out and the craziness has mostly died down. I guess it's regular practice for most big office jobs to put you through the wringer for the first year, but I feel like I've gone through a lot. So much that I've bonded closely with a group of friends that I feel might be a lifetimes worth. Pat, Ana and Karla have become my girls, even though Pat's not with the company anymore. There's also the sweetest little gay guy on the planet, Rob, and my good-guy-but-pain-in-the-ass Dan. Tihiu's been giving me rides in the morning and she's the nicest little Mexican girl on the planet. All around good.

Now it's a matter of getting used to the daily ins and outs of the call center. It's difficult work, especially with the particular group of calls I handle. Somehow, though, I feel like I've been getting enough positive reinforcement to compensate. Plus, the monetary compensation helps, too. It's nothing extravagant, but it's money that I can live on and pay my bills on. It certainly beats where I stood a year ago, even 6 or 8 months ago, really. So I'm doing well.

Christmas is here and it's overwhelming, as usual.

My mother's side of the family has finally gone bonkers. They totally ignored my birthday, and now the big holiday is already looking a little scary. At first we were collecting at my aunt's house, but she backed out and also added the rule that we only buy presents for the "kids". Which is convenient because the only real "kids" left are her two.

For the past week, we've had no destination and the same aunt that backed out decided she doesn't want my uncle around for the day. She literally kicked him out of Christmas --> which would be fine if he was a newby to the family, but my uncle has been around since I was sucking my thumb. I feel that it's incredibly selfish and I have a hard time sitting back and acting like it's just okay when he's already shown that he's hurt by it. So.. craziness all around.

I'm looking forward to making more money and maybe having a decent job for life. All I need to do is stick to my diet [which I totally haven't in the past couple weeks], do Yoga or general exercise again, and start being the person I was happier with, the healthier Katie. Maybe I'll be in a place where I am comfortable enough with myself to meet a boy. Someday I want a family and all that stuff, and it's good to know that I may be able to help support it. But I don't plan on wearing a sign that says that.

Anyways, that's the low-down on me. I hope to keep you more updated.