You know what I think the US Census should ask? I think it should ask how many pets people have in their households. Pets are important members of society that contribute to the well-being of house members and communities. The census is supposedly taken in order to distribute money for community services and whatnot, and I believe pets should be included in the community. There are pet services provided through animal shelters and county-run humane societies. Why not ask? That way you can also keep track of those jerk-heads who abuse their pets. It’s feasible, right?
Ok, sorry for that rant.
In other, probably more important news, remember how I told you I had some news for ya, but I’d let it simmer over the weekend?
Well, I got the job I applied for.
As of June 20, 2011 I will officially be a Copywriter/Social Media Assistant. That is to say, the word “writer” now appears in my professional title. If you can call me professional at all, since I’m a whopping 23. Two-Three. 10+13.
Anyway, when I found out I was a little shocked. The president of the firm and I played phone-tag all day, and I was afraid to call her back because I didn’t want to get rejected. Finally she called while I was driving home, and, afraid I’d miss her again, I answered (while driving, yikes!). I didn’t think I’d get it because I didn’t do my best work on my “test” workday. I was pretty nervous and just went blank. But then she said, “I’d like to offer you the position.” And I think I said something like, “Really? Can think about it and call you back?” What a dip-wad I am.
A new job means a new schedule. Fortunately, my new work is super flexible with hours so I can avoid terrifically painful and rage-inducing Atlanta traffic. But that means a lot less Turbo Kick and no friend time. That felt like the only way I was making friends here in Hotlanta, and while most of them are older house-wifey types or moms, I still like hanging out with them and feeling like people cared about me.
When I told my Turbo instructor she was congratulatory but also said she was a little bummed since I was one of the enthusiastic regulars. Being the smarter, older-than-I person she is, she reminded me that a new job = a bigger paycheck = financial independence.
I don’t know if I want to me a financially independent grown-up if it means losing my friends. Sean keeps reminding me, though, that my new coworkers are all women and all around my age. Like, people I might be friends with.
Hopefully I can arrange to go in at 10:00 on Thursdays and still make A.M. Turbo Kick classes with the people I’ve grown to call friends.
It also means I’ll have to rearrange my exercise schedule. Recently, I’ve started swimming at night to add to and vary my routine. I know it sounds pretty shallow and paltry of me to be upset about my exercise schedule. But exercise is obviously very important to me because 1. I like it, 2. I made friends there (which is no easy feat for me), and 3. I’m afraid that messing up my routine will throw me off completely, and I’ll get fat! Oh no!
So don’t judge me for not being 100% thrilled about the new arrangement. I’m going to say I’m about 95% thrilled. Nonetheless, I’m going to go in to the new job with a good attitude and expect the best!
Of course, I’ll keep you all up-to-date on the ins-and-outs of my new job! I’m super excited to write. So, wish me luck!