I'm not unemployed anymore - I actually have a very fabulous job as a preschool teacher with the University of Michigan child care centers. But I'm still posting, albeit a little more irregularly, and I don't want to ignore the personal progress I've made since starting this blog by renaming it.

Blog inspiration: I read 48 States in 48 Days by Paul Jury in the summer of 2011. It was fabulous...although he planned way less for his roadtrip than I would have. And at the same time, my lovely Anna was constantly reminding me that our lives were awesome, despite the fact that we didn't have job prospects, new cars, boyfriends/husbands, houses, etc., like so many people we knew. So, in an effort to appreciate my life and the crazy uncertainty that it is, I started writing this blog about the little adventures I have. (And by "writing a blog," I mean "making a list" because I make lists, not narratives.) Even if there isn't a BIG adventure that happens every day, I try to find at least one thing to list :)

Thursday, October 11, 2012

The Ongoing Debate Concerning Present Vs. Future

  • I grabbed a bag of leftover chips to eat for lunch today. About 3 chips in, I realized that the bag had been left open. In my pantry. Where Chloe's box is. And after that, I just couldn't untaste the cat litter.
  • Very much enjoyed the Vice Presidential Debate tonight. It was more verbally accessible, more interesting and incredibly moderated. (Martha Raddatz did a fabulous job - I want her to do another one! Or redo last week's.) I was glad to be able to interpret what the candidates were saying - maybe listening to debates takes practice. Didn't like what I heard from Ryan (US policies are better than the UN's?) or didn't hear (How exactly are you reducing the deficit). Wasn't proud of Biden's attitude of condescension (constantly referring to Ryan as his "friend") but I like how he demanded truth from Republicans and revitalized Obama's supporters.
  • I hate the yelling I hear from the apartment above me. Shouting at midnight would be one thing, but when the man is shouting at his child who is still young enough to cry often, my heartstrings are tugged. Nothing abusive seems to be happening so I guess I can't do anything for now :(
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