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Three Things Thursday: New Job Edition

  1. I’m on day 4 of new job. I think I am going to like new job. I think the work will be interesting, if not terribly challenging once I get up to speed, and the culture is really going to work for me.
  2. Next week, I will join the gym. I will swim there. And maybe lift some things. And yoga class! It’s much closer to my office than the gym at my last place of employment, and I was fairly successful in getting my ass there.
  3. New commute is the only thing I do not like. It’s better than the commute to my old place of employment, but not better than walking from my bedroom to the office (ALL THE WAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HOUSE) in jeans and a t-shirt.

Writerly Wednesday-Stuff & Utter Nonsense

Issue 2 of the newsletter, complete with an excerpt from The Waning Moon and Chapter 2 of Raj’s stories, should be hitting your in-boxes momentarily. You can head on over to my Extra’s page to sign up for the newsletter. You’ll get the latest issue and a link to all of Raj’s story so you can catch up.

I’m working on balancing my new work schedule with my writing. So far, it’s been working on getting the kidlet and me up and out the door so I can catch my bus and not so much writing. That should keep improving. I don’t have kid drop-off duty on Thursdays and Fridays (and every other Monday morning), so there’s a chance I can get some real work done on the (almost named) book 3 later this week.

I’m feeling pretty positive that after a month or so, I’ll know what I’m doing enough at work to both do a wonderful job as an employee, but give Eleanor & Co. more mental energy. I’ve gotta tell you, though, this whole “getting up early” and “talking to adults” and “commutes longer than 30 seconds” is taking some getting used to. I’m settling into my corner office, though. (It really is a corner office. Kind of. In a windowless basement. At least it’s my very own office? I ordered a SAD lamp today.)

Happy reading, Raj fans! You can always let me know what you think either here, or on my Facebook page!

GIVEAWAY!

I am going to give my 666th Twitter follower a free copy of The Cardinal Gate, and everyone who retweets my contest tweet will be entered to win their very own free copy of The Waning Moon! LUCK!

 

Here goes something…

I am at work. Probably. Unless I got lost and took the wrong bus and ended up in  Gresham or something.

That seems unlikely, but you never know with me. When I first moved to Portland, I would occasionally get on the wrong light rail line and not realize it until I was pretty far away from where I was trying to go.

Anyway, not the point.

I am starting a new job today. I’m a wee bit nervous. This is probably not surprising. Also not surprising? I wrote this Sunday night, because I wasn’t sure if I’d have time to blog today.

I went to the new place o’ work on Thursday and got my employee ID number, found the building in which I’ll work, and selected my office. Today, I’ll get my benefits information (oooooh! Health insurance!), my employee ID, and my transit pass (ooooh! Trimet annual pass!).

It’s weird starting a new job. I was with my last employer for 8.5 years. I was promoted twice and switched departments once, but I still knew what I was doing and where I was going.

I am unaccountably nervous about today. Last night, I prepped my coffee, made breakfast, packed a bag (including my special Doctor Who mug), made the Bean’s lunch, set my alarm, picked out my outfit (none of my work clothes fit. none. ZERO.), double-checked my alarm, had a very serious conversation with the Bean about the extra-special double importance of being a really good listener in the morning so that mama wouldn’t be late to her new job, triple-checked my alarm, laid out my jewelry, found my shoes, poured a beer, and quadruple-checked my alarm. (Which is funny, because I bet I didn’t sleep a wink last night.)

Stress makes my already less-than-spontaneous personality even less flexible. Starting a new job is not as stressful as wondering if I was going to have enough money to feed the Bean in early February, but it’s pretty damn stressful. And I need routine to survive stress.

I’m hoping that after a few days, I’ll feel a bit more comfortable–I know the work, just not the culture and specifics. I’ll develop a routine–both for my new job and for my writing/editing/working out.

It’s going to be hard at first, and I’m prepared for that. I know what I need to do to combat that.

  1. Sleep
  2. Self-care (saying no is good)
  3. Move (now that I have to leave the house most days, that should happen easily)
  4. Eat regularly. This does not mean I can eat a Kind bar every five hours and call it meals. Apparently. Or at least so I’ve been told.
  5. Read – I know that seems like an odd thing to add to my list, but when I get stressed, I stop reading much. I’m not sure why, but I will sit and play stupid games on my phone for hours, which just gives me a headache. I love reading, it’s stress-relieving, but apparently when I’m high-anxiety, I’ll do anything to avoid feeling better (including sleep, exercise, eating right, and reading).

So – I’m probably surviving, right? WHO KNOWS!? Not you. I could be lying in a ditch in Gresham, and you would think I was learning all about my different dental insurance options.

Cross your fingers that all is well with me…now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to finish up my future post and go check my alarm. Again.

Hmmm…maybe there’s one more thing I should add to the list. This is in the first-thing-in-the-morning slot now.

Three Things Thursday: Adjustments

  1. It’s officially official now. I have a job. With an offer letter. I passed the background check and I start on Monday! This is exciting for several reasons!
    • They are planning on paying me in dollars!
    • There is this fancy thing called “health insurance” that they have!
    • I will be contributing to society in a meaningful way but have to deal with 100% fewer surgeons!
  2. It’s at an institution that I respect doing a job that I both know how to do and feel is important-especially in an era where science is not as highly valued as it should be.This news means I need to readjust everything I’ve been doing. I’ve been doing 5-7 hours of writing or editing or marketing (including blogging and reading books to review on said blog). I’ve also been going to bed late and getting up late for months. This means I’ll have to get back to my schedule. My first instinct is to dive in, metaphorical balls to the wall, starting Monday. Up at 5 every day, in bed by 10:30. Realistically, I’ll probably have better luck (and fewer annoying-to-others-snooze-button-issues) if I ease in and get up 15 minutes earlier every day until I’m back to my regularly scheduled morning cheeriness.
  3. This will, in no way, impact the release date of The Waning Moon. That is still set for late June. It’s with my editor right now, the cover design is being finalized, and I will need to do revisions, proof-read, and write the final back-of-the-book copy. I can do that with zero trouble between now and June. What it might impact is the release date of book 3, since that is a heavy rewrite. It might also impact my prolific blogging schedule as I adjust to being away from my home computer for 47+ hours/week.

The takeaway here? Yay job!

This Time, It’s All About Me

It’s that time of year again. Many of us reflect on the year that is nearly past and start looking forward to the next year.

It’s a time of endings and new beginnings. I try not to do resolutions because I think they’ve developed a negative connotation over the years as being doomed to fail.

Instead I set goals. Sounds so much fancier and more doable. I know it’s a bit early to officially talk about what I want out of 2016, but you know what? I don’t care.

Because 2016 is the year of the Amy.

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I’ve spent a lot of time in the past years not making me a priority and that has got to stop. To be the best me, which in turn makes me the best mom I can be and the best partner I can be, I need to take care of me.

That means that my needs don’t get put at the bottom of the list. Compromising is good, but not when it leads to loss of sense of self.

There are four big things that I am planning to be the best me possible. These, above all other things, are what I am prioritizing this year. I believe that by making these four things a priority, I’ll have more time and energy for all the people in my life that need my time and energy.

  1. More sleep – I need to manage my cortisol levels better without drugs (who wants to talk about drug detoxing? Anyone? Because let me tell you, the controlled withdrawal from one of my ‘keep Amy sane’ drugs made me scratch my 2016 goal to become a drug addict). Stress management is better for overall health and sleep is a key ingredient for that. So I need to get back in the habit of early to bed.
  2. More writing – I have a book to finish up, and I’d like to finish it by my birthday (2/24 in case you’re taking notes). I have more books to edit. I have an edited book to send out to a couple beta readers. I need to make a concerted effort to get it published. I’d also like to do some smaller pieces and blog more. I love sitting at the keyboard and doing what I love should also help with that pesky stress.
  3. More movement – this was a pretty crap year of exercise for me. I started off strong, then got pneumonia, then got burned out. So no real big race goals this year. Just make time to move consistently every week. Trail running, bicycling, swimming, yoga. I like those things. I can do those things. I need to make the time to do those things on the regular. The architect can totally handle mornings without my presence a couple times a week. Bonus: exercise is a great way to increase stress management! (It’s almost like there’s a theme!)
  4. More job satisfaction – I think this would go the furthest towards managing the stress levels. I am not sure exactly how to get there, but by the end of 2016 I want to look around and say absolutely that I do not dread going to work (and maybe, if I get really crazy, that I actually enjoy what I’m doing). For some reason this one is the scariest.
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Being fabulous

Bonus goals

  1. More water

  1. More gin

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  1. More love

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  1. More laughter

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  1. More time outdoors with the Bean

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  1. More unicorns

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  1. More letting shit go

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  1. More reading

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  1. More cheese

  1. More beer and cribbage nights

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There might be difficult paths on the road to putting my own oxygen mask on first, but when else do I start prioritizing myself? I don’t want to look back in twenty years and realize that nothing’s changed. It’s the last full calendar year in my 30s. When better, really?

This is what awesome looks like.

This is what awesome looks like.