All Work and No Play

I was hoping that the next time I posted would be something more exciting with pictures, but I really don't know what I'd post pictures of since my life the past month has been mostly consumed by work.  And unlike my most recent work history in fashion and in glamorous offices (WhoWhatWear), this job is a lot less glitz.  I mean, unless you want a picture of Fresh n Easy's logo?

But I really don't mind it.  Somewhere in the craziness of my current job, I turned a year older.  It was pretty anti-climatic.  I remember birthdays as a kid were always such a big deal.  Even the actual day felt special.  I'd wake up and I could tell that THAT particular day felt different from all the others.  I'd usually have an outfit picked out the night before, cupcakes or rice krispie treats prepared for my class, and I'd measure my height on the wall before going to bed and in the mornings.  Now they just feel like any other day, and they come and go so quickly.  Maybe at a more significant age (thirty isn't far and very frightening) that *special* feeling will return.  Or maybe it'll just welcome me with gray hairs and crow's feet.  I hope for the former. 

This job is super detailed and a lot of work, but the environment is pretty positive and so far I'm enjoying it.  My heart is still in fashion and will always be, but it's just not the right time for it - at least not professionally.  I still pursue it on a personal level, however, and have taken great pleasure in being able to financially support it again, even if just a little.

I'm going camping with the family this weekend.  I know, what the eff?  We're not campers.  I'm definitely not a camper.  I prefer civilization, hotels, and heels to I dunno, tents, bears, and those hideous velcro-strap hiking sandals.  I haven't started yet, but I have a feeling the packing part will be the most difficult for me.  Sister Moddy told me to not pack anything "cute".  So I pack all my ugly stuff?  Like t-shirts I've gotten for free from old jobs and "workout" shoes?  I think she even asked if I have a windbreaker.  Uh, no, actually I do not.  When will I have ever needed a windbreaker in my non-camping life?   And we're going on several hikes.  I haven't "worked out" since I've returned from New York.  Wish me luck.

I should sleep.  It's almost 2am on a Tuesday night.  I napped from about 7p to 11:30p tonight and work tomorrow again at 9.  Which means I'm completely re-integrated into my full-time work routine.