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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

stuff I can't talk about

So - there's something happening in my life and I really don't feel like I want to talk about it here but its what I'm thinking about lately. Hopefully, in about a week or so, I'll be able to mention it whether it ends positively or negatively. Enough said? Just think of me Wednesday around 10am and 1pm.

Nonetheless - this stuff I can't talk about will probably at some point require me to anwer a question such as: Describe yourself.

And sometimes, when I think about that, I laugh.

I know what I'm not like.

I'm not like my good friend, T who is ever the little ray of sunshine, reminding me (kicking me) to remain a little positive and not so pessimistic (read: realistic) all the time. She is all about love and sentiment and joy and I love that about her. I admire it in her. But that's not me.

I know I'm not like my good friend H who considers her entire neighbourhood her family. Her home is intertwined with her neighbours and most of her evenings are spent by a pool with a beer (or seven) and endless conversation. She walks around with her Bluenose cell phone attached to her ear. Me? I'm not a big phone person and my friends regularly have to beg me to join them for a drink and conversation. Don't get me wrong - I can talk (and she knows this by experience) but sometimes, it takes some coercing. I love that she needs none. But that's not me.

I know I'm probably a lot more like Atypical than I care to admit. But there's differences too. She is quite happy to remain with the status quo and coast a little. Me? Constantly doing, changing, itchy to try something new. I could learn from her I think. But that's not me.

I'm not as faithful as the other H, not as intelligent as E, not as easily satisfied as S.

What I am is a mixture of strong creative energy grounded in the concrete world of science. I am a lover of the process more than the end result. And I am *perfect* for this new job...uh, I mean that stuff I can't talk about.

Here's hoping they agree.

6 Comments:

Blogger Heather said...

you're you.

I love that about you.

10:49 p.m.

 
Blogger atypical said...

You went and made me cry and get all sappy. You should be ashamed.

You know, I'm not sure I would use the word "happy," more like "resigned."

Please keep living and changing and stirring the pot. You must know how much enjoyment I get from living vicariously through you!

Oh yeah, and good luck with that "stuff" too.

-t

11:12 p.m.

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

:--)) Wonderful. I just know in my bones that whatever this is... (I wish I knew THAT!!) is a step in the right direction for your soul. The part of you I think I connected with first is the passionate part, and I hope I hope I hope that whatever this new job is, it's gripping your passion! And your post sounds so very confident; so it must be right! I will definitely be thinking of you. You don't need luck. So: Good adventure!!!
x Emily

12:15 a.m.

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And by the way... it occurs to me that whatever the job is, even if you don't get it... the discovering that it is right for you is the big step; you just now have to find that lovely job that fits you well enough! but it sounds like this is the one.

12:17 a.m.

 
Blogger jouettelove said...

so. didja get it already? i have a feeling the big YES will come tomorrow :)

6:27 p.m.

 
Blogger atypical said...

Yeah, I'm with the other T - dying to know if you have heard anything yet (I doubt it since we are talking about slow-moving wheels).

You ARE going to tell us right away when you hear, right?

-t

8:09 p.m.

 

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