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“It’s not stress that kills us, it is our reaction to it” – Hans Selye

 

It’s been a while, I know.   If you’ve followed my blog for a bit, you know that is the trend.   I come, I go, I run around like a chicken with my head cut off. I promise future blogs and then stop. Awful, dirty, liarses.   For those of you looking for the last installment of my Captain America raving, sorry, it’s likely never coming.   I did fill two blogs of squeaking though!

Faire season has come again. I don’t currently have a list of 10 things I’ve learned from the season. I assume that will come along as we progress. This is the second year of helping run the booth. This year considerably less crazy since we’re not digging up the ashes of a loved one’s house, but still crazy in its own way.

When you take on as much stuff as I do, it is balance that is key. You would think after being the type of person to constantly take on more than one necessarily should, I would have figured out that balance. That’s adorable that you have that confidence in me.

Every year, it is a new challenge in finding a way to make everything work, fit, and run smoothly. A big part of that is also learning to choose one’s battles, which I also haven’t learned, but am working at.

The Renaissance Festival is the peak ‘busy season’. A season that lasts until January, and then starts up again in March. With as much as goes on, Faire is always the craziest. I am usually working 7 days a week. This year I have altered things a bit so that I am at least not at the booth the full weekend.   Sundays are my day to input receipts, adjust inventory levels, and help catch up on missing product.

As it does, the universe has also blessed me with a promotion during this time. Last year (my first year helping manage), I had just started this amazing job. Now, this year I have moved in to a new position with the financial department.   I love the new department I am working in and what I am doing, but I am also needing to focus on new things while trying to work out everything else in the other areas.

With this new position has also come the realization that I have to go back to school if I want to progress in the field I have started in, which I do.   This now adds trying to figure out school funding while trying to establish a down payment for a home so we can stop renting.   I find renting abhorrent. Not investing my money in the place that I live drives me crazy. It’s just throwing hundreds of dollars away every month. That was compounded by the resigning of my lease and the $130 they raised my rent by.   We do not live in a nice apartment, so the prices they are expecting are absurd, but are currently unable to move, so this is just something we have to take in stride.

The plan was, no, is, to have a home in the next two years. I have a dear munchkin who I want to have enough space for when she turns 18 so she can come down to a safe environment and go to school and start a real life for herself. I was blessed with folks who did the same for me when I was getting out of the shitty situation I was in, and it is truly important to me I pay that forward.

In with all of that news, GISHWHES is coming! This is the most fantastic part of my year, and I am so glad that it’s close. With the new position also comes the uncertainty of if I will be able to take the time off that I had planned, and if the dates remain the same as hinted on the website, the hunt will actually start the final weekend of Faire. Even with both of those minor roadblocks, I am still bouncing off the walls. Our team is already mostly assembled last year, and everyone is pumped and ready to go. If you have never participated in this amazing adventure, I highly recommend going to http://www.gishwhes.com and consider it. You will laugh, you will cry, you will be stressed out of your mind, and it will be the best experience of your life.

I feel like all of these things; faire, Mischief Managed, work, GISHWHES, charity endeavors, impending school, and trying to figure out a house should have me going bonkers, but right now I am actually pretty calm and ready to go.  The rent hike is the only thing on that list that really has me stressed. Everything else I am just ready to go with. I want to think that could mean that I am learning to balance, but deep down I know that all it is, is me being ornery and planting my feet against the impending stress induced snap.

In the meantime, this is your resident currently positive attitude, signing off from this long winded update.

 

Till next time, m’loves!

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I’ve been out and about lately, so I feel a few updates are in order.

 

Promptly after Brian returned home, we celebrated our anniversary, which falls on St. Patricks Day.  It was a whirlwind of a weekend for sure.  Saturday we went to the Metaphysical faire, I had never been and Brian wanted to take me, it smelled terrible, but it was very nice to walk through and see all of the wares, and it was far nicer to spend the day with Brian.

After the Faire, we went to our favorite restaurant down south, a little Mongolian BBQ place owned by a delightful family who always recognize us when we come in.   We proceeded to down an unprecedented amount of food, and then prepare to head up to Brighton, where the week of goodbyes to Josh and Susan would continue with their going away party.

One more Spartan Boot was had per Susan’s request.   She asked for one last one, but it wasn’t their last.

On Sunday we went to one of my favorite places in Colorado, the Buell Theatre.  I had never seen Beauty and the Beast on stage, and Brian wanted to ensure that I saw that before it left the stage.  It was, of course, magical.  The cast was brilliant, the choreography and ever present Disney genius.  I got all dolled up and donned my five inch heels (required to make my dress not drag, with the exception of the train that was, of course, supposed to), and got to see one of the best shows I have seen off Broadway.

Now comes Monday, which while not a part of the anniversary weekend is still relevant.   I raced home from work to gather Brian so we could head downtown to Josh and Susan’s apartment for the last time.   Then it was clean, clean, clean, and finally, after not eating most of the day, a birthday dinner for Josh.

With the exception of some poorly made drinks, a good time was had by all.   After shots and toasts were had by all… it was time to say goodbye.   What was left of the cleaning crew walked Josh and Susan back to their apartment and said our goodbyes.   I even managed to hold it together until we turned away from them.  Thankfully Brian drove us home.

 

Honestly, those are really the only notable things that have happened since St. Patricks weekend.   In the mean time I have been working on my class, and other things for our second biggest show of the year coming up later this month.   I’m teaching for the first time, that’s given me the jitters.  On top of Starfest, I’ve been working away at all the jewelry that we need made for the 2012  Faire season.

It’s been a juggling act to be sure,  but stress is the glue that holds me together.

Rather mundane blog post, I know!   I just figured I’d stop and give an update before I disappear in to the month of April and don’t come back out again until after the show is over!

 

 

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I am terrible at relaxing.

For the past nine months and change, I have been working 7 days a week.  That is on top of all the stuff I have to do for Mischief Managed, and for Khatovar.  Now, I finally have a job that doesn’t require me to work all week long to make enough money to get by… yet here I am at 5 am on a Sunday working OT.

I haven’t just worked OT this weekend.  Yesterday I went in for half a shift, came home, and worked on chainmaille and a new line of merchandise I want to start selling at Mischief Managed shows.

Today I’ll go home and clean the house, walk the dog, and likely work on those two things all over again until I feel suitably accomplished for the day.

Result?  I am exhausted.  Yet I can’t do the necessary thing and just *sit down* for a moment.

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Coping with Change

“If there is no struggle, there is no progress.” – Frederick Douglass

There has been a lot of change over the last week.  Thankfully only one is (*fingers crossed*) permanent.

The permanent one would be the new job, which will likely (I hope)  not be permanent in the most literal sense, but I hope it at least lasts for a little while, and I am given the opportunity to move up.

This week has been training, which I have found to be all but pointless, but they pay me either way so I wont complain.  Everyone’s been asking for a bunch of updates, but honestly I really don’t have a lot to report.   I trained.  I’m sleepy.  I train more next week.

They do pay me more, they give me the ability to not have to work several jobs to make endsmeat.  They let me stay home when the state gets rocked by snow, that was rather awesome today.

Honestly though, other than that I don’t have a lot to say.  I’ll gladly repeat “I’m tired” though, cause holy hell getting used to this new schedule is brutal.

On my second day at the new job, Brian went on the road again.  Last time I was at least able to see him off, this time I had to leave the house at 5 am to get to said job, and it was brutal.

I can’t say why it was so terrible knowing that he was at home getting ready, still in the state, and that I couldn’t see him.  Rationally it makes absolutely no sense as it was just several hours earlier than he would be leaving that I said goodbye.  I don’t know.  What I do know is that it sucked, a lot.

Despite how terribly painful it is to say goodbye, it is worth it.  Watching him chase a dream only makes me love him more, no matter how much it hurts.

Needless to say, I’m counting down the days till he comes home.

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A New Adventure

“Every man can transform the world from one of monotony and drabness to one of excitement and adventure.” -Irving Wallace

 

I have worked a myriad of jobs in my short life.  I’ve worked in sales, and food like all young people.  Had a receptionist position for a few years in there, t00.  I have also worked in the arts, making and selling chainmaille, and with an entertainment  company as their secretary and now vice president.  A lot has happened in my professional life thus far, despite my primary income coming from the aforementioned food or sales, but now a new adventure begins.

About a week ago I received a call from a staffing agency working directly with IBM, and was offered a position with the company.  Never before in my life have I had a steady, decently paying job.  The food positions I held payed the standard eight or so an hour, and the receptionist position paid well, but was only part time.

So now I move on.

Today was my last day at the airport.  I had worked there for a year and some change, and frankly, every day was awful.  Despite that, I made a lot of new friends being there.  They make those stupid ‘family’ statements when you first start in a restaurant, and everyone always rolls their eyes and tries to get on with their day, but with the cliche aside, it’s true.  We all had to deal with the jerks, the tantrums, and the drama, but for good or bad, each other was all we really had for those eight hours.

If you had told me even a month ago that I would feel even remotely sad about leaving that terrible place I would have laughed at you, but when walking in to the parking lot tonight, I found myself a little morose.

I can say with confidence that I will not miss that job or the guests, but to all the people at that restaurant:  Thank you for being there through the rants and the frustration, and sorry I wont be around anymore to bark at people when they do things they’re not supposed to.  I will miss all of you terribly.

 

Monday I move in to training at the new job.  Once that is complete (two weeks) I move in to my first cubicle, with my own desk, and my own computer, in a field I am actually interested in.  In that field, I will have to find new balance.  I am a believer, and a dreamer.   The best thing I have ever done with my life is bring magic to people, and that will never stop being true.  We’ll see how well I manage to make that flourish in a relatively mundane situation.

Despite how good this change is, I find myself intimidated.   I can’t help but wonder how I will mess up this huge opportunity, but with that fear is excitement.

It’s time for this sparkly little fae enthusiast to move on to her next big adventure.

Here I’ll post those exploits and others, whether it be ranting or overjoying over that new corporate world, a show we’re to put on, something new I’ve made, some political rant, or exploits with friends and loved ones.

 

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