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Sam Dobson Writes: August 2011

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Girl Night Revelations

Hello to everyone out there in Blog-World,
Sorry I’ve been MIA the past week. Miraculously, we found a great place with an ocean view. Who could ask for more? Once we got settled in it was my turn to host girl’s night. It’s my favorite night of the week, or the month if we all happen to be very busy. My four best girlfriends and I make it a point to get together at least a few nights a month to have a night just for us. That may not sound often enough, which it isn’t, but once you start growing up those pesky responsibilities consume most of your time. Either way, girl’s night is a necessity for us. Best friends since high school, the five of us are like sisters and these get-togethers keep us in tune with each other.
So, as I was saying, the other night was my turn to host. I stopped by Trader Joes to grab some cheese, crackers, and a couple bottles of wine, all the staples of a perfect girl’s night. Once the girls arrived, the gossiping and story-telling began. As we sat around my couch and updated each other on our lives, my mind was constantly comparing my life to all of theirs. They all have what could be considered “grownup” jobs. I have been working at my current job for a total of four years. I didn’t mind it because it was simply a job to get me through school, one that would work around my complicated education schedule. Now that I have graduated it isn’t enough. I am definitely not happy staying there. It pays the bills, but I feel like a failure.
At the same time, the “grownup” jobs that my friends have would never make me happy either. One of my girlfriends is very smart and makes a good deal of money, but she works nine to ten hour days and then takes her work home with her where she continues it for another couple of hours. As she was describing another day consumed completely by her job, I realized that I don't want that either. I want to be able to enjoy my life and enjoy my work. I won’t be happy doing something random that I have absolutely no interest in. I don’t want to work simply to survive. How amazing it would be to do something that I actually love doing? Like writing! Now there’s an idea.                                                                                          
I guess I better get off my ass and make it happen then!
Until next time,
Sam

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Sunday, August 7, 2011

Temporary Roof

My two days off this week were non-stop. On Wednesday, my boyfriend and I took his little brother and cousin to the Wild Animal Park in San Diego. It was fun, but oh-so-hot! From the moment we walked into the park we saw some pretty cool animals. We met some gorillas and lions, watched the bird show, and rode the safari tram. It was turning out to be a pretty good day. Then we decided to walk the “Tiger Trail”. Who wouldn’t want to see the ferocious tiger? It would have been worth it if there were tigers to see…there were no tigers and no other animals for that matter on this treacherous trail. Sweating in jeans in 90 degree weather, I was not amused as I hiked up this steep path for no apparent reason! Needless to say, I got a bit cranky. My only relief came when we were back in the air conditioned car on our way home.
We made time for packing the last couple of days as we are supposed to move out next Friday. Trying to be responsible and not wait until the last minute to pack, despite the fact that we don’t have a new place yet. Yikes! A week away and we still don’t have a new place! Don’t ask me how I am not completely freaking out. I guess I am banking on us finding the perfect place last minute. I know, I know, it’s very risky.
Packing is weird. Having moved about ten times already in the past six years, I have had plenty of experience with packing. It is very strange putting your entire life in boxes. Every time I do it, my life becomes smaller. I donate more clothes, throw away more junk. I will admit that all this moving has kept me from becoming a packrat. The down side, I haven’t had a real home since I was in high school living with my mom. I have temporary living spaces for several months or a year, but as soon as I’m comfortable and settled its time to move again. Nevertheless, I am extremely lucky. I always have clothes on my back, food in my tummy, and a roof over my head (even if it is a different roof every year).
Well, I am off. I must continue my search for the next temporary roof.
Until next time,
Sam

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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Morning Reality Check

Good morning fellow bloggers and blog-readers.

I am the kind of person who absolutely loves her sleep. I will set my alarm to the very latest minute allowing the possibility of being ready for work on time. Lately, I have been trying to get in the habit of waking up a bit earlier in an effort to make for a smoother day. Most mornings I fail and the "snooze" button wins. This morning was no different.

After pushing "snooze" I was rapidly falling back asleep until my four-legged children let me know that it was potty time. Reluctantly, I got out of bed with plenty of time before work. My amazing boyfriend brought me a delicious cup of coffee as I settled into the couch. Turning on the tv, I decided to see what was going on in the world by turning on the news. Flipping through the local news channels I quickly grew irritated. Apparently, the most important bit of news this morning is the Bachelorette finale. 

I am all for some guilty-pleasure reality tv. Although I am not a fan of shows like the Bachelorette, I do enjoy the feisty Master Chef and occasionally get sucked into the very catty Real Housewives series. But when I turn on the tv in search of informative news so that I may have some clue about current events, I really don't give a crap who the Bachelorette picked from the dating test tube created for this show. Not bagging on the show itself, I am sure that if I got sucked in to it I would be sitting there with my glass of champagne at a finale party with all of my girlfriends. I just think that there are so many more important things that could be discussed on the morning news. Instead of informing the millions of American viewers on current national and international events, the news gives us an "exclusive" interview with the Bachelorette and her new fiance.

Sigh of relief...now that I got a morning rant in, I can enjoy the rest of my day. :)

Have a great one people,
Sam

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