Last night I attended the first social gathering of my own, with my own people sans Jeff, since I've been here. I went for drinks with my co-workers! And I even enjoyed myself. The editorial office I work in consists of three people (that's including me) and three graphic designers. The other two girls I work with are both my age, plus or minus a year or two, so we're all pretty friendly. Last night I learned all about the inter-office mingle-ings, gossip, and what I could be in for in the future...There really wasn't anything that disturbing, so that was a relief. I heard a LOT worse at the Seattle Times. I actually think I might be able to move up the ladder pretty quickly where I'm at.

Next week, I'll get to spend two days shopping for items to feature in our wedding magazine. I work on five different publications so getting organized at work has been my biggest challenge. I think I'm getting there though. Organization is a huge part of my job, so I'm glad it hasn't taken me too long to figure it out. I'd definitely sink if I couldn't handle it. Let's just say, my computer has a LOT of folders on it, and sub-folders, and sub-folders...

Tomorrow Jeff and I are going on a brunch train ride through the central valley. I look forward to posting some pics from that.

Til then...

I Guess it's Permanent

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I am trying to get used to the fact that spring is already here. The temperature here in the burbs of Sacramento is already in the low 70s on a daily basis. It's lovely, but uhhh, I seemed to have missed the months that I was supposed to be getting into warm-weather shape...Seattle has an extra 6 months of indoor activity weather! Oy Vey!

Mad Cat Disease

Can't. Get. Enough.

Gaining Momentum

I guess it's true that when you're happy you've got less to say. At least for me. I haven't posted anything in the last few days because I've been both busy and happy. The last few months for me have been difficult, trying, depressing, etc...I completely lost momentum, self-confidence and even the hope of being hired somewhere. I even told Jeff that I was beginning to feel "un-hire-worthy." The less I did, the less I wanted to do. You'd think with all my free time I would have been exercising, organizing...just gettin' shit done. But I wasn't. I held out hope that the right job would come along, but I started to get confused, thinking that maybe I was passing things up because sub-consciously I just didn't want to work or something. But listening to that tiny glimmer of my inner ego (Rachel you're too good for Macy's, Rachel you know you won't be happy being the admin at "X" corporation no matter how much they pay you) was 100% the right thing to do. I almost can't believe this even happened for me.

It's only been a week, but my new job is perfect for me. Working in the editorial department in magazine publishing is something that I've always wanted to do. The best work experience I had was as an intern at a magazine, and the only time I've ever gone to a job that didn't make me absolutely miserable. My boss is awesome. She is the antithesis of micro-management. Our office environment, casual. Very casual, which equals very awesome. My editor and managing editor are women my age and we're getting along fantastic. I do a little bit of administrative work, but not much, most of it is creative, and best of all, I am trusted to make decisions. And even better than the "best of all" is that I get to write. I get to do restaurant reviews (which I've been wanting to do for a while), shop for items we want to feature, and eventually I'll even get to do some travel writing.

So yeah, things are better.

We have a lunch club on Monday's too, which reminded me a lot of this!

F-F-Finally!

Fucking A -that took long enough! I was finally offered a job in publishing! A great defeat for yours truly. I will be working as an editorial assistant for a small magazine publisher in Folsom. They put out a few local "lifestyle" magazines, including a wedding mag twice a year. It's right up my alley and should be really fun. Hopefully the first of many good things to come this year. Hooray.

So.Much.Pain.

I had a mole removed from my back yesterday. This isn't the first time I've had this done (yay for being pale and prone to skin cancer!) but I don't remember it hurting this bad! I feel like I've been sliced open, which I was, and then kicked in the kidney a few times. I asked the nurse if this was going to hurt after the anesthesia wore off and she gave me a pretty convincing "no." Boy, was she wrong. It didn't take long before I started to feel it. It's been so hard to get comfortable. It stings and throbs like a mother******! I'm pretty sure it's the stitches that make it hurt so bad, not the actual incision. I called the doctor's office practically in tears this morning and got some pain meds for the time being. As long as this pain persists, here I'll sit, drugged up and whacked out all weekend.

What are you up to?

Wanting

These are gummy bear lamps. Aren't they awesome? They look like Light Brights don't they? They sell for a whopping $125 a piece over here. If I had a candy store these would definitely be part of my decor.