Julie's Journal

WOO HOO! Blow kazoos, light fireworks, shoot your gun into the air (if you’re in the ghetto and don’t care about other people’s lives), kiss the cute boy (or girl) next to you…it’s the new year and time to celebrate!

It’s 2012 and I’m still rather pissed off that teleportation isn’t the norm. Even my laptop’s spell checker underlined that word alerting me to a possible misspelling.

What the what? This should be our main form of transportation by now. I’ve lived too long to still be driving a car to work. I fully understand why we can’t transfer matter at this point, but that’s for a different blog post (or not, how boring), and it should have been all worked out by now. Stupid scientist.

With the new year rolling in, that also brought my <insert age here> birthday. Everyone is generally too burnt out from the holidays to do anything on Jan 3rd, but my husband made dinner for me, and we made the best of it.

Speaking of burnt out, I was EXHAUSTED that day. I started my new job as a Social Media/Online Community Specialist at Tiny Prints, on the same day. This was my first day leaving the house to go to a job in three years. I’m one week in and I still don’t feel right. It hasn’t really clicked, although I love where I’m at, and the team that I work with is filled with amazingly brilliant people. I just need to find that groove and figure out where I fit in.

I hope the new year has been good to you so far and that it’s the best year ever for you, and your family. That’s all we can hope for. May the new year be better than the last.