I am 31, almost 32. My years of being called 'young lady' are numbered. I don't mind this; a year ago I would have minded.

I don't know how this happened. I am married and I go to work and do proofreading. I have nice friends. I have enough money to buy shoes.

Finally my career is going my way -- I have a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful boss ( Read more... )

Well, I didn't get a chance to edit anything for the Packt Publishing.  I'm surprisingly okay with this, because I know they lost someone who would have worked their eyes out for them.  I have another interview in August to work as a tutor with special needs students at the local college which I'm looking forward to.  Onwards!  I've sort of settled ( Read more... )

Well even if my job search is going terribly it's nice to know that Dan's isn't.  He wasn't even looking for a job, but last week the owner of the company sent out an advertisement saying they were offering a secondement for a manager's position.  As far as I can tell, his company hierarchy is like this ( Read more... )

I love England.  I love the brick houses, the low walls that wrap along every street, and the churches on street corners that nobody goes to.  I love the pub trivia nights with the charming yet slightly-creepy-for-some-reason MC, the fact that nobody gives a damn if I bring a book to a social event and read it, the gyms filled with ladies who look ( Read more... )

"Would you like to donate your organs?  If yes, please tick which ones you are willing to donate."  That was the very first question in my doctor's registration package.  It threw me for a loop.  I've always been pro organ donation, had told myself that I didn't care if people picked over my body scraps after I was dead and gone.  And it didn't ( Read more... )

When my atheism lands me in hell I swear I'm going to turn the corner on the first day and find myself staring at Walkley Driving Centre.  Honestly, the place is horrible.  Filled with bitter, unhelpful government employees and ugly green parking posts with ominous yellow lettering, tricky medians out front and a very missable turn in....I hate the ( Read more... )

I was reading Sarah's blog recently and it made me consider what I've learned this year.  I think my life has seen some fairly major upheavals over the past 365 days, but I think I've been even more reflective than I usually am.  So -

1.  I don't want to live out my entire life in Canada.

Sure, I was terribly homesick by the end of my time in Japan ( Read more... )

It's odd to exit a comfortable life with regular paycheques, occasional moments of fulfillment at my work, and then chuck myself headlong back into studenthood, and a program that I only might like. One part of me knows I've always enjoyed the company of people decades older as much if not more than people my own age. They're time travelers and ( Read more... )

Today I hung up my laundry only to find the floor scattered with tea leaves and an empty tea bag at the bottom of the washing machine. I haven't drank tea in at least a month and am fairly certain I don't stuff my pockets with tea bags after I'm finished with them. Your theories ( Read more... )

Today I felt so genuinely beautiful and loved I didn't know what to do with myself. I told someone about all the people and things that tramp around in my head with what I generally find to be worrisome amounts of detail and they didn't give me a weird look or launch into how I needed help with that. Their face didn't click over to the standard " ( Read more... )