Skip to main content

So much to say, and yet nothing really

Another month has passed without my blogging. I (sometimes) long for the days when I would blog several times  a week. I am just in a weird place now, and I am not sure blogging will help. Plus with the rather boring life I lead, there really is not much to say. But I will try to say a few things that are on my mind.

The Steelers are the playoffs! I used to be so excited by that. And I am still a little. I will certainly be watching the game. I am wearing my Hines jersey as we speak. But I no longer get really worked up by a game. I don't cry when my team loses a big game. I no longer post a lot about the Steelers as I used to on Facebook and a little on here. This season is the second in a row I did not go to a single game, which is now my longest streak. My family got season tickets when I was in high school (can't remember when). I went to a game or two a year then. In college, I probably went to only one per year. Once I graduated and up until I had Jordan 10 years later, I went to the majority. But she came, and she became my priority, and tickets kept going up and up. I think our seats are now $105 per ticket, maybe more. Throw in parking and food, and that is a pretty expensive day. I can take Jordan to a Pittsburgh Musical Theater show with either my Pitt discount or a Groupon and spend between $20 and $60 for both of us. Live theater is great. Football on HD TV is pretty good too. :-)

My kid is growing up. I still mostly hate that. I definitely hate the mouthiness and moodiness. We are starting to leave her alone for periods of time. Also very difficult. I worry. So much. But I am getting better about her spending the night elsewhere. So there is that. And I still regret, pretty much weekly, that J has no siblings. I really don't want another child (at 44, that ship has sailed). But I know it bothers J she is an only child. It makes me sad that she will never know what it is like to grow up with a sibling or have a sibling relationship as an adult.

I still have no idea what I want to do with my life. But I am actually fairly okay with that. I think I have finally come to accept/realize that life is unpredictable and nothing is written in stone. And if I am doing something different next year, and a thing different from that in 5 more years, that is okay. I would very much like to stay at my job for a number of reasons (not the least of which is J would have her college paid for), but if my org does not get the funding it needs/the restructuring does not go as planned, come this summer, I will have to figure out what I want to do for the next chapter of my life. Which could be a few months, a few years, or even a few decades. But I will just see how it all goes (and think about it when I lie awake at night).

So there you have it. I wrote a post. Probably won't be back here for another month, and that is okay. It has to be.

Go Steelers (and Pens, who also play tonight, but will take a back set to football after about a period and a half)!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Let's build something together!

That is one of my favorite slogan's (Or is that a tagline? Over a year removed from a design firm, and I can no longer remember). It belongs to Lowe's, although I am more of a Home Depot gal. But suffice it to say if someone handed me a $5,000 gift card to Home Depot (or Lowe's), I would be ecstatic. If I had $10,000 to spend, you could hear my shouts of joy from miles away. The things I could do with that money. Well, the things I could have Brian do with that money anyway. I love walking around Home Depot and admiring the fancy bathroom sinks and tubs. I look at the lighting and think about where I would put each fixture. I touch textured and colorful tiles and wistfully look at the fancy kitchen cabinets. I admire the various carpet styles and blinds. I look at the fancy front-loading washer and wonder what it must be like to have a steam dryer. I even look longingly at the vacuum cleaners because I can no longer buy a replacement filter for my eight year old mo...

If only I had taken pictures of my detoured drive

When I moved to the Burgh just over 14 years ago, I had a lot of anxiety about getting from "here" to "there." I found the city, which is triangular, and even some of the suburbs quite confusing. On top of that, a lot of the signs were of little help. Clearly they were put up by either natives who had no need for directions or people with a sick sense of humor who thought it would be funny to put signs in random places, leaving off important roads. At some point, I got over that fear of driving to a new building downtown. I don't recall when it happened, but eventually I just figured most of the city out; and when I had to head to a new place, I just drove around, no longer with a feeling of dread, knowing I would eventually get there. But on Sunday morning, that awful, long-ago feeling returned, thanks to the closure of the outbound Fort Pitt Tunnels. I had to pick my mother up from the airport, so there was no avoiding it. (For some reason, my family think...

Summer in review

This summer I made it a point to try to take at least one pic of Jordan whenever we went somewhere, which most often was a park. I wanted to capture all the great, fun things we did this summer, knowing that it was probably going to be my last summer not working for quite some time. So here goes. I have expressed my love of Frick Park, particularly Blue Slide Park, in other posts ; it really is one of our favorites. And this summer marked the first one I did not feel the need to follow J around like a little puppy dog. I actually let her run around and explore, though, admittedly, I would panic if more than three minutes went by and I had not seen her. In the pics above, J is at the end of the blue slide, and then hanging several feet above concrete (which scared the crap out of me). We also visited another section of Frick Park, the area on the corner of Braddock and Forbes, a few times. There is not as much to do as Blue Slide, but we go there to mix things up a bit. In the p...