Ok, so here I am again pouring my heart out to a machine. I feel as a student and a labtech in IT that I face the monitor of a computer more that I do the face of an actual person. So I have decided to "get real" with this whole blogging thing. I am not going to pretend that everything in my life right now is "peachy". Things are beginning to pick up and I am really starting to feel the stress... REALLY starting to feel it!
I am glad that I have so many people in my life right now that are supporting me. I am learning that this whole process of learning how to balance one's schedule is (at times) not so easy. I have never in my life been this busy. Sometimes I ask myself why I put myself through such "torture". I think the answer is because I come from a family who has always worked extremely hard.
My whole family has incredible work ethic. Take for example my dad. As a child, I remember my dad coming home from a full day's work just to cook dinner, help all three of his girls with homework, bathe us (when we were little), and get us all to bed. This does not mean my mom didn't do any work! She worked just at hard as my dad! When I was born, my parents were living in a trailer in Breckenridge and both worked 2-3 jobs just to pay the bills. Then, when my parents moved to Denver, she became a full-time, stay-at home mom! She worked to make sure us girls were fed, safe and cared for. That is a lot to do just one person and three girls all day long. Its a good thing school days lasted as long as they did to help her out a bit.
My mom was also a Girl Scout leader and helped out at our families church. I remember days when we would go with her to church to play in an open area while she helped decorate, wash windows, vacuum, etc. All the work she did was volunteer work. I look up to her for that... Now that we are working with a non-profit organization, I can see the value in volunteer work.
My grandpa, Norman Kasch was an architect. He graduated from Denver University, met my grandma, fell in love and had four kids! They too worked hard to ensure their family was safe, happy and well cared for. My grandma, like my mother was also a Girl Scout leader and a full-time mom. She takes such pride in the fact that she raised four kids and was active in helping them with their social development.
I know that is where I get it from... My hard-working family. I understand that nothing in this world is free, and if you want luxuries, you better be prepared to work for them! That doesn't mean that when times are tough and I am totally stressed out that I don't feel like totally shutting down. Lately, I have been experiencing strange thoughts... I find myself wishing I was my dog or a kid again. My dog Otis sleeps almost all day, gets to go to the dog park on the weekends, gets lots of love and attention from his humans, gets to play with his friend Oliver (who lives on the fourth floor) and he receives the occasional bacon treat from mom. Ahh, the life of a dog! So simple! To be a kid again would be even better! No responsibilities, summers last super long, yada yada yada.
OK, so there's my little "gripe session!" Be prepared to hear more (not too many more) as I wish to portray the good times (stress-less) and the not-so-good (stressful) times. Thats life right?
Peace,
E
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