Category: “Prompt”ed Posts

Like a challenge? You’ll love this

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Like many of my fellow writers, I enjoy a good prompt.  (Sometimes the ideas swarming around in here are too much to organize, and we need a filter to streamline them!)  I found a blogger who is doing a 52 goals in 52 weeks challenge, and I’m going to copy it, do something like that.

Since we’re in the middle of April, there are 36 weeks left in the year, and I’m going to take on 36 goals in 36 weeks.  I like that number. It’s the square of 6, it has balance. So: 36/36 Challenge.

I like balance

Here are the things I’ll be doing:

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And the new name is….

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I have decided to change my blog name, and have taken several days to figure out the best one.

My blog isn't scary, but I've used a similar chart.
My blog isn’t scary, but I’ve used a similar chart.

(On a side note, I’m also changing my maiden name to my married name, which is a pain in the ass, I’m here to tell ya.  What I don’t understand is why groups OTHER than the social security office and the DMV want to see my marriage license.  If Illinois and the United States have already checked to see that I’m married, why isn’t that good enough for you? Infuriating.)

But I digress.

In an effort to focus my blog brand, (thank you zerotohero challenge by wordpress) I am changing my username and the name of my blog to something more in line with my mission.

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Crisis of Faith – What’s my Name?

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I am working on my blog, on my brand, (thanks to the zerotohero challenge, of course) and I have come to a very important conclusion: I think my blog needs a different name.

So far, I’ve called it “I didn’t just wake up this morning with a craving” because it made me think of a really funny line from the 9th Doctor.

But it doesn’t really “say anything,” does it?  It’s unusual, to be sure, and that’s good. It’s also long, and that’s bad. It also doesn’t really mean anything to this blog, and that’s bad, I think.

Why do I even blog in the first place?

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No one is so rich as to throw away a friend

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Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends? – Do you find it easy to make new friends? Tell us how you’ve mastered the art of befriending a new person.

I have memories of, in my youthy youth, going to the swimming pool with my mother.  We walked in and put our things down on the plastic lounge chairs, and I said, “Okay, I’m going to go make some friends now.”  I jumped into the shallow end and did just that.


I was even cuter than this, I’m sure.

It wasn’t so easy during my adolescence, but I have a better time of it now.

I think part of that is because I know myself and my interests. I’m a social worker that cares about economics and policy. I love to travel and have done a lot of it. I’m a fangirl of such things as Sherlock, renaissance fairs and biking.  Part of it is also that other people who share similar interests or backgrounds are eager to be friends with others; it’s easy to connect with people over these things. Finally, I’m out of the house a lot – cigar bars and coffee houses, friends’ houses and on the hiking trail – I have ample opportunity to meet people.

A Deceiving Low-Down Dirty Deceiver

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I have never forgiven my mother for this:

When I was in junior high, we went to church with a man who worked at one of the large event venues in downtown St. Louis. One year, I think in seventh grade, so 1991, my mother woke me up before school…

****wavy going-back-in-time window***

“Hey Sarie! You know Bill and how he works for the stadium?  Well, he’s pulled some strings for us to go to the New Kids on the Block concert coming up.”

Source

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Remember the time… we learned about sex?

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“One year, (at school), I didn’t know. The next year, I just knew.  You go from not knowing to knowing.  Or if you don’t, you act like you do.” This was the way one of my girlfriend’s learned about sex, and this is totally how I remember it, too. I had been told by my mother about where babies come from when I was young, so young that I don’t remember. But that was just the mechanics, and I was grossed out and that was that. Then, things changed.

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Five things to be happy for

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God, Higher Power, Ultimate Creator: Thank you for trees and sun and the shade they produce next to each other. Thank you for the sound of running water and the splashes on my feet and calves when I cross it. Thank you for the healing that come through those things. Thank you for my Cohiba and the love we share.

Next stage in my life: Thank you for being there.  Please wait for me.  I look forward to you. Current stage in my life: thank you for letting me grow in you.

Humor: Thank you for popping up at unpredictable times during the day.

Voice: Thank you for projecting, laughing, and revealing parts of me so I’m not alone.

Arms and legs: Thank you for hugging and cycling and stretching and experiencing the world.

 

My own little pocket of time

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Are you serious with this today!?  This has SOOO been on my mind this week!! I am so soul-drained in my current position and have been looking for how to transition into a different career.

I love research.  I tried to get into a PhD program this fall (without success) and will try again for next fall. I know I need to brush up on statistics (which I haven’t had in over 10 years), and I’ll be taking a class in that this fall, but a subject I would also like to master is economics! I love the logic in economics and the concreteness of it – social work doesn’t have that. It’s all instinct and love and humanity. <sigh> And humans are jacked up, y’all! 🙂

I’m considering some getting another master’s degree, but this time in economics! I have a natural interest in it and I think it fits well with my research and future practice interests – poverty and systems that reinforce it. I’m check out a few online master of economics programs, and Cohiba and I are talking about me doing it. I am currently plagues by insecurities.  Will Cohiba hate that I no longer contribute like I am now? What will I do with it once I’m done?  What if I start it and hate it?

But if I could take a break from life, like a pocket of time that would be for whatever I wanted to master, it would be economics.