Can I just say that I freakin’ love my job? I feel incredibly overwhelmed with all the things I don’t know (the sheer number of acronyms is daunting all by itself) but I am learning and I am happy. It’s like they said, “Hmm, what sort of job could we make for Teri–an independent introvert with a good eye for detail and a penchant for tedious checklists?” And then they made it. I came home from work one day and Reid smiled at me and said, “Teri, you’re glowing!” because I was so happy. And maybe a little because I was slightly sweaty from having decided to walk home instead of taking the train. But mostly the happy thing.
Things in my life have always seemed to come in threes, and with the new job and the upcoming new apartment, I’m kinda worried what the third life change is going to be. At this rate, I don’t think it can be any less than marriage and that’s just frightening. No way, Jose. Before I left the hotel Sam and Mike were teasing me that I’m going to meet someone at the new job and the next time they see me I’ll be married and having kids. I then proceeded to explain to them that I have no intention of ever having children, but they didn’t believe me. “Oh, you’ll change your mind!” they said. The way I see it is I’ve had this “No Children” policy in effect my entire life, and it ain’t changin’ any time soon. Some people are meant to be Moms or Dads. You just look at them and think, “Yeah, she’s totally going to be a good mom.” I’m not. My maternal instinct is broken. I think that babies are ugly and running with scissors could be a good way to develop hand-to-eye coordination. Right now I get to be the “Cool Aunt” to my friend’s kids, loading them up with sugar and buying them noisy presents on their birthdays. And who doesn’t like that?
I’ve recently made a goal to be more current with my current events and found an article today in the Chicago Sun-Times about. Tim rode in his cab once (but was not amused). Now aren’t you glad to know that?