'Tis the Season to be Thankful: Mundane

I love writing things when I have a topic to write about. I'm not good at pulling things out of thin air, so I thought, "Hey, it's almost Thanksgiving (sort of...I wish) - I should write about things I'm thankful for!" This thought process also coincides with major conviction regarding the angst that is so prevalent in my life. Thus, by reminding myself and writing about all of the 3,098,403,803,834 things I have to be thankful for, I'm hoping to offer myself some help in the anger management department :) Tell me what you're thankful for, too!

Item #1 that I'm thankful for: Mundane Tasks.

You're probably thinking, "She's crazy..." (HA! I caught you! And...you're right).  But seriously, I love little tasks that are so perfunctory and mindless and seemingly boring. Like dishes. Each night before I go to bed, I trek upstairs with the dishes I've accumulated during the day, and I wash them. It takes me like 5 minutes maximum so it's quick, easy, and painless. One of the only activities of my day that falls into all three of those categories.

Mundane task #2 - making my bed. Yeah, I never used to do this. Until I came to college and started spending my entire existence in my bedroom, and I realized that an unmade bed was a serious distraction - napping just seems like the only feasible activity when my rumpled covers beckon to me! Now, I make my bed every morning right after I get up to A) prevent me from getting right back in bed and B) provide several peaceful moments in which I struggle to accustom my mind to the chore of being conscious. Haha.

I think one thing I am thankful for about these tasks is the fact that they really cannot be done wrong. And they are built in moments of my day that I don't have to be completely focused or paying attention. This does not mean that I'm dying to come do your dishes or make your bed. But I am learning to appreciate these tasks as unavoidable facts of life that I might as well enjoy because it's better than grumbling for an extra ten minutes every day.

P.S. I'm also grateful it's starting to feel like fall in ABQ!
P.P.S. Someone should do a statistical study on how my blogging rate has a positive correlation with how much homework I have to do...

Bonne soirée!

Dreams

What the heck.  The semester is already half over, and I've been really bad about updating this bloggy-blog. Oh well, one day I'll have a college diploma to prove that I actually do stuff with my time other than watch online TV.  Speaking of online TV...LET ME JUST RAVE FOR A MINUTE. Oh my gosh. Blue Bloods has to be one of the best shows going right now. If you're not watching it, you should be.  That's all.

So...my life...

I'm really busy.  I have a job (yay, income!), Young Life is so much fun, and school is wild and crazy, but this is probably the most interesting semester of education yet. I love my roommates and my housemates (welcome, Elliott Clay Collins!), and I'm finally feeling the coolness of fall in the air :) Yippee!

Also, I'm thinking of changing my major. Again. Why you might ask (or maybe you wouldn't ask that, but I'm going to tell you anyway).  Well, I want to change my English major to a creative writing endorsement instead of liberal arts.  So nothing too drastic, nobody worry. I really only have about 12 credits until I could graduate, but I'm going to stick around because honestly, I am totally not ready for the real world. I'm scurred. However, I also am really interested in pursuing creative writing. One of my dreams is to be published at some point in my life.  I still want to teach, but maybe one day, when I lead a quiet life living on the Italian coast and sipping wine, I will write a novel. On a typewriter. Or not. But wherever I am, I would love to write.

I've also begun checking into grad schools, and I would absolutely love to go to Columbia's Teacher College.  Yes, that's setting my sights high.  But in my opinion, it's better to dream big than not dream at all. I've always loved the quote by Eleanor Roosevelt - "the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." I feel kind of like Oprah writing this post..."Yeah, you go, girl! Believe it and do it, sister!" (or brother - yay, boys who read this!). Seriously, though, don't count yourself out. If I'm going to try to get into Columbia, you have to chase some crazy dream, too. Ready, set, GOOOOO!

Peace and blessings, y'all!!
(You should probably watch this if you haven't yet...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtkU2ch0sRI)