Setting the internal clock....

So, I spent my last day at the current store working. It was a nice day, steady and the customers were wonderful. Except for one, but we won't talk about her today.
With the new location, I have to be there at 6:30 in the morning and it isn't near my house so I actually will have to deal with the morning commutes.
I have been setting my clock to get up at 4:30 in the morning but have not been very successful. I start at the new location on Tuesday and need to spend tonight and Monday night getting to bed at 8:pm....no excuses. Why is it that when we get older we have a harder time adjusting to changes? Changes in life, in the world, in family. In sleep?
I will ponder that as I go through my day today.

Oh, Hi there!

What to do, what to say, what to write......well, let's start with my religious education. As mentioned in my last entry, I was taking Intro to Judaism classes. Now, I am taking the next step in the journey and taking conversion classes. These classes entail trying to learn some basic Hebrew....note that I said "trying".....this is a very hard language to learn...but it is neccessary so I stick to it. The next step is to have meetings one on one with my Rabbi. I also have to write an essay about this journey.

School....I am registered for the spring term for a math class and an anthropology class. I am planning on majoring in psychology and minoring in cultural anthropology. I have to hammer out some math classes first. I hate math....my brain doesn't work well with numbers but rather with language and other forms of creativity. I have no choice though and I will just have to power through it.

Friends...friendship is a funny thing. You meet people and you connect with them and you spend time and energy getting to know them. You build these wonderful memories with them. Then something happens, it may be a small something but it really has such a tremendous impact on the friendship and it damages the friendship. Sometimes the damage can be fixed and sometimes it only has the appearance of being fixed.

It's like a vase that breaks......You put the vase back together with glue and it appears to be "as good as new", until you try and put water and flowers into the vase and you see the water leaking out and you realize that it will never be fixed, it will never be the way it used to be. It will never hold water.

I just recently lost a friendship that was like that vase. We both said and did things that have damaged the friendship...but I insisted on trying to hold onto the friendship because I wanted to so badly believe that there was something worth salvaging and I thing she did too. We were both wrong and now we have gone our seperate ways. It's for the best and the only thing I feel bad about is that I don't feel bad about the end.

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Work....got a promotion and will be switching stores....this is very cool. I am so lucky to have a job that I like to do. Let's see if I still like it in a few months.

Creating....Been making cards, been loving it.

Marriage....I have been so blessed to have a wonderful and supportive husband....I am grateful that he was brought into my life. We just celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary.