Friday, January 26, 2007
I know I know....
I keep telling myself to stop comparing myself with others. That everyone has different timing when it comes to life's milestone events, but I can't help but feel so.....left behind by the bus of life. It's like I'm waving my dollar (is that how much a ride on Samtrans cost these days?), but the doors close on my face and all I get is exhaust fumes filling my nostrils....At least for the moment, I'm not talking about marriage or receiving "precious bling." I know I'm far from it and I can live with that. In fact, I can't help but think I'm unconsciously trying to distract myself from thinking about all that marriage stuff by dabbling in some sports....I have a half marathon on February 4th, a Olympic relay triathlon (I'm doing the swim) in May, a sprint triathalon in June, another half marathon in October and possibly a Century ride (100 mile bike ride) by fall. I just need to buy a road bike. shoot. This is coming from an ex-smoker that couldn't run a mile a couple years ago.
Anyhoot, so that's not what's bothering me today. I'm glad to be in a happy and healthy relatiionship. I found a good man that treats me well. I'm sure to write more about that later as I've had another blog that's been brewing for awhile now. It will be "What I look for in a man, part 2: 3 years later." I will have to resurrect the original post from here on Girls Night Out. Gosh, I've made major revisions to that list for sures.
Anyways, back to business. I went out to dinner last night with a bunch of ladies. There was 9 of us total. I was the eldest. I only knew two girls and one of them offered to pick me up and drive me to the restaurant. At first, I welcomed the idea, but when I found out there were other girls in her car, I told her that I'd rather meet her at the restaurant.
I didn't want them to see my ghetto apartment. Strange, how a few years ago, I invited everyone to visit and hang out at my place..Now, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Perhaps it cuz the demographic of my apartment complex has changed for the worse - that's another blog in itself. I just wish everyone was respectful of each other in our complex.
Anyways, thank god I decided to drive sepeartely because seems everyone is a homeowner or bought a home with their man except for me. I started to get a complex. Am I the only one renting and living in a ghetto apartment?
Then, seems everyone has lucrative jobs except for me. My friend tine suggested that I tell the girls what I do for a living. I told her, "Oh gosh, it's not worth mentioning."
Suffice to say, I had a wonderful time with the girls. They are so very sweet and down to earth. Although I felt a little left behind, I'm actually inspired. I need to get my ass out of this job. I've been here way too long (8 years in the company. 7 in the same position) I need to make more money! (I know money isn't everything) I need to pass my test in April!A test with an average passing rate of about 5%. haha. Three times is a charm, right? I'm excited for a career change into Import/Export....but I really need that Customhouse Broker Licence first....
Now that's off my chest, I can thank god that I am healthy, that I have a roof over my head, that I have food to eat, that I have a wonderful boyfriend, a decent job....wonderful friends and family....a short commute, an office, easy going coworkers....
Things can always be better, but I really dont think I have much to complain about. :)
piaadoll at 9:47 AM