Super Amy

I have been longing to post something witty and well-crafted; an amused ramble of an update providing both clever insight and intelligent discourse. But then I thought, why start now? So you will get the usual pointless, rambling-without-really-going-anywhere blog, maybe with a photo of something, if I feel like it. I’ve been learning enough new tricks lately.

I switched jobs two weeks ago. I’m working with M33 Integrated in Greenville now, doing software development with lots of new things to learn — the environment is very, very different from Eaton. I’m enjoying the work and the team a lot so far. The system is web-based, and I’ve always wanted to do more web programming, so the work is actually really fun. Even the drive hasn’t been that bad; it’s given me a lot of time for prayer and Bible study (via podcast; I’m not reading and driving…), and catching up with new music, but then I also feel like I’ve seen my lovely roommates and my house for a total of about forty minutes this past week. Even Sylvie has forgotten me!* I’m already kind of eyeing apartments and houses in the area, but not sure what will happen yet.

I have made an interesting (disturbing?) observation since I have started my job. I have only ever encountered someone else in the ladies room on our floor four times. Three of those times, the woman in question was on a cell phone. Of these three women, two were crying. (The third was yelling angrily.) What is to be learned from this? I think that most of the offices on our floor, like ours, are pretty male-dominant (I’m the only female in my office), so that explains the rare population, but what about the phone calls? Or the tears? I mean, I know none of you needed to know this, but it’s made bathroom trips at work pretty, well, depressing.

I was doing a pretty good job at cutting back my eating-out budget until the new job. It takes a lot of planning when two to three of the day’s mealtimes (five if you count “bonus” meals… second breakfast, anyone?) fall either during work or commute hours, and wow. I’ve really got to work on this. Keeping dried fruit and nuts in the car works great if I leave Greenville right after work, but when that doesn’t happen, I end up at Moe’s ordering a burrito deluxe.** Breakfast is less of a problem since I’m usually in too much of a hurry to stop anywhere, but missed breakfasts just make me eat more at lunch. So I would love any suggestions for good, healthy, travel-friendly meals and snacks that can be purchased or prepared in advance, and preferably, stowed in the car. Please comment with anything you’ve got.

I kind of miss being as busy as I was in college. I miss going to Mexico in the summer, and never having time to be tired when I didn’t get much sleep. I’m starting to think that having “free time” is something best left to other people. I don’t think I’ll ever get the hang of it, so I’m planning on, well, planning more stuff over the next few months. Time to get busy again.

Spring is coming and I’m so excited I can’t stand it. One more week until daylight savings time, guys…

Listening to: Sarah Siskind — Lovin’s for Fools

* Last week, Wendy spied my dear kitten slipping into the neighbor’s house. Alright, Sylvie. I see how it is.

** Eating a Moe’s burrito while driving is, I have discovered, a bit of an art. One that I’m starting to get pretty good at, even though the smell of tomatillo sauce might linger in my car forever.