"I honestly have nothing creative to say" I say. She doesn't respond; we call it ignoring. She ignores me.
But I will say:
That I love the weather we're having around here. A few people have been grumbling about all the thunderstorms we're having, but you know, I don't mind. It's warm, a little unseasonably humid, hence the thunder and lightening, but I like it. It was one of the things I loved most about Tennessee--the intermittent rain and sun. And so even though the forecast is predicting no end in sight, I'm happy. We get peeks of the sun and it's warm; that's good enough for me.
That I love my job. I still get furrowed brows from people when they find out I have two degrees and I work at my church putting neither to good use, but really, trust me, I love my job. I think this today in our staff meeting. I think it later with a pretty girl at one desk and a funny guy at another desk and me at the third desk. I think it again half-way through my day when I sit back in my chair and let the breeze from our six foot windows brush across my face. I think it one last time when I lock our office door and peek in the window at Silence.
I never think those thoughts about a piece of paper with my name and two degrees on it. Never.
That there have been many, many, many times when I've been sad to seemingly be the last one to [fill in the blank] in my circle of friends. But recently I am so thankful that they've walked through the seasons in which I find myself currently. Today one called while she was on a walk with her beautiful boy and after only a few jumbled words out of my mouth she knew--she knew--exactly what to say. Most of the time I'm that person for other people, but I'm thankful when a few get to be that for me. I'm thankful to be last this time.
That after a four week "Can I do it? Yes I can!" from coffee, I realized that I am not actually addicted to coffee. I honestly like the flavor and that's really it. I did it! I went four weeks without it! I can do it again! Dare me! I can! But really, one of my favorite times of the day is waking up and drinking a cup while everyone around me drinks theirs too. So I'm drinking it again. But I sneak in a day or two here and there where I don't, just to make sure that I can.
And I can!
That my car battery has died every day this week. Now, I have a very good little car, plus it's a sage green Honda so that makes it better than good--that makes it best. People have their theories about why jumper cables are my recent best friends, but here's my theory: it's rained every day this week and I am very, very good about driving with my lights on in the rain. However, I am not very good at remembering to turn them off. What say you of this theory? I don't know if it's true and the problem is, I don't even remember to test it by intentionally leaving my lights on.
Do you know I'm just kidding?
That I really don't have anything creative to say, just information. That's all.
But I will say:
That I love the weather we're having around here. A few people have been grumbling about all the thunderstorms we're having, but you know, I don't mind. It's warm, a little unseasonably humid, hence the thunder and lightening, but I like it. It was one of the things I loved most about Tennessee--the intermittent rain and sun. And so even though the forecast is predicting no end in sight, I'm happy. We get peeks of the sun and it's warm; that's good enough for me.
That I love my job. I still get furrowed brows from people when they find out I have two degrees and I work at my church putting neither to good use, but really, trust me, I love my job. I think this today in our staff meeting. I think it later with a pretty girl at one desk and a funny guy at another desk and me at the third desk. I think it again half-way through my day when I sit back in my chair and let the breeze from our six foot windows brush across my face. I think it one last time when I lock our office door and peek in the window at Silence.
I never think those thoughts about a piece of paper with my name and two degrees on it. Never.
That there have been many, many, many times when I've been sad to seemingly be the last one to [fill in the blank] in my circle of friends. But recently I am so thankful that they've walked through the seasons in which I find myself currently. Today one called while she was on a walk with her beautiful boy and after only a few jumbled words out of my mouth she knew--she knew--exactly what to say. Most of the time I'm that person for other people, but I'm thankful when a few get to be that for me. I'm thankful to be last this time.
That after a four week "Can I do it? Yes I can!" from coffee, I realized that I am not actually addicted to coffee. I honestly like the flavor and that's really it. I did it! I went four weeks without it! I can do it again! Dare me! I can! But really, one of my favorite times of the day is waking up and drinking a cup while everyone around me drinks theirs too. So I'm drinking it again. But I sneak in a day or two here and there where I don't, just to make sure that I can.
And I can!
That my car battery has died every day this week. Now, I have a very good little car, plus it's a sage green Honda so that makes it better than good--that makes it best. People have their theories about why jumper cables are my recent best friends, but here's my theory: it's rained every day this week and I am very, very good about driving with my lights on in the rain. However, I am not very good at remembering to turn them off. What say you of this theory? I don't know if it's true and the problem is, I don't even remember to test it by intentionally leaving my lights on.
Do you know I'm just kidding?
That I really don't have anything creative to say, just information. That's all.
posted by Lore at 5.6.08
3 Comments:
and i like working with you. really, i do.
This stuff about degrees and all makes me think, again, about our stupid worldview, and our inconsistency in thought. Why, why, why is it understandable (and thankfully, even laudable in the right circles) for a woman to have a degree and then marry and have children and never use that degree -- but it's NOT understandable, or even thought or talked about, for a woman to have a degree and then feel called to serve somewhere the degree is not needed? If the reason the former example is well and good is that a woman is supposed to lay down her vision and serve... well, then why doesn't that work for single women, too? I get very frustrated by all of this, because I think it's one more way that we've segregated marrieds from singles, and subtly insinuated that true womanhood happens when you're married.
Hogwash.
I think single women in northern New York are awfully blessed to have church fathers who will gladly cover them and share their vision with them. Because, well, that's enough for a comment.
:)
I agree ... getting a degree is indeed a feat, however, having a job that you enjoy (love) is a blessing. Finally, I, too, have a career position that I love. Not where I thought I'd be at just-over-forty, but where are the "rules" about all that anyway? I' serving God and helping others, who could as for more?
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