Looking back

I was reading this the other day. As I read here, many people are taking a look back and reevaluating. I guess it’s just that time of year or time in our lives anyways.
I no longer obsess about pens, I just like to have one in my pocket most of the time. I do however always carry my Moleskine in my back pocket, in case the mood strikes me to write something down, hence the pen in the pocket. I just don’t care so much about which pen now anymore.
Shoes are just driving me nuts lately, I don’t care, I wear one pair of boots to work, another pair of tenny’s to everything else. Comfort is key and I can’t find anything more comfortable than what I have. Perhaps I’ve reached shoe nirvana at such a young age that I can escape the Rockport phase of my later years.
Socks? Are you kidding, I still want to change them all the time.
Traditions are always changing, yet somehow they remain traditions. I can’t get past some things that I’ve always done, sir, ma’am, t-shirts, meals, all the same basically. I’ve added rituals like cleaning, meeting for coffee and other things but all in all I still feel a little more traditional than some others around me.
The phone thing has changed a bit, my rule: If you call and don’t leave a voice mail, it wasn’t important enough to at least say “Call me back,” I’m not calling you back and I’ll assume you just misdialed. Assume the same for me, no message, no callback.
I’m early for everything most of the time, I think.
Organization has changed a bit since I moved out on my own. I have things where I want them, I just don’t think I have enough room for everything now. Time to get rid of stuff soon I think.
I’m still a geek. iPhone, 2 laptops, a desktop, 3 iPods, a GPS in my car, I’m a gadget freak and I’m ok with that.
All in all I look back and where I’ve been and where I’m going and I have to say that I feel pretty optimistic about things. Sure I’ve missed a few opportunities, I’ve missed chances to do wonderful and great things. But in the end, I like where I am, where I’ve been and what the future ahead looks like.
New habits that I’ve noticed are:
Coffee pot must be set before bed.
Clothes must be laid out in bathroom before bed.
Two different pillows on my bed, one hard, one soft. Most nights I sleep on the soft one, I use the hard one for support and for hot nights when I want to be on top of the pillow not thoroughly wrapped in it.
I’m sure there are tons more and I’m going to try to post more of them as they come along. I’ve posted too much this time as it is.
Are you looking back and reminiscing or just blasting forward without regard for what you’ve done before? I urge you to take a look back now and then. Adjust your course from time to time. But in the end, be happy where you are going.

Why did I get out of bed?

OK so today I got up bright and early at 6, I had to get to work early, plus I wanted to take some time this afternoon to get some new clothes for school. Turns out, I should have just stayed in bed.
First thing off, someone else was in the shower, so I had to wait around for them to get done so I could get in. Shower, done. Breakfast, done. Out the door, in the car. Driving to work in the rain, what could be more fun? I got into W-field, stopped at the Post Office to check the mail, woo hoo, got my new cell phone holster. Into work, nothing much going on here, fixed a computer that was jacked up in 10 sec.
Then the fun begins, I headed off around lunch time to Carmel to get some jeans… Clay Terrace, hub of capitalism for every young suburbanite in Central Indiana. I head for AE, thinking “Hey they might have a clearance or something.” Of course they didn’t, but none-the-less I found a pair that I liked, actually they were one size smaller than I thought I would need, so that had me feeling better about myself overall.
Once I left there, I went to Aeropostale, the place that used to be the best place to find a bargain on stuff like jeans, hoodies, and t’s. Not the case anymore, Aero wanted the same price for jeans that AE did, not cool.
Also on a side note, never wear your Doc’s to try on jeans, you have to untie them, unlace them a bit, and then do the reverse once you’re done trying stuff on. I could have saved like 15min. had I just worn tenny’s today.
Anyway, off to Old Navy for more basic bargain hunting. Cripes, every mom and little kid was there. I mean all of them. I had one lady in the doorway, going through her purse looking for God-knows-what for her screaming bratty bastard kid. Then I finally get inside, the place is a nightmare.
I quickly scour the aisles for stuff I might want, jeans 2 for $40, good enough. I grab two of my size and dart for the fitting rooms, cause although I hate trying stuff on, I really hate taking stuff back. Every freakin’ aisle was jammed with more screaming kids and more moms just parking their carts in the aisles. I don’t mean the big main aisles either, no no no, they parked in the in-between aisles that you use to avoid bastard screaming kids and their cart toting moms. I mean really, who needs a cart at Old Navy? It’s not like you’re stocking up on jeans, polos, and a 64 count of Charmin two-ply. Its clothes, use your freakin arms!
Finally in the fitting room also heavy a shirt I saw while trying to get around moms with carts, the shirt fits, the pants don’t, too big again!
I get out of the fitting rooms, get the right size of pants and head for the checkout. A freakin’ gymnastics group must have been in the store cause 3 damn brats are running around climbing on everything including one that was swinging his arms and hit me. I gave him “the look” and he was quickly scurried away. Finally the mom-who-doesn’t-pay-attention-to-her-bastard-gymnast-arm-swinging kids got her crap and headed out. A cartwheel was performed on the way down the checkout line. I just wanted to scream!
I greet the cashier after being greeted. Thinking I’m home free. Wrong. Remember those jeans 2 for $40. Yeah, that’s non-clearance only, not mentioned on the sign anywhere. But that wasn’t really the problem here’s the problem. I got a pair of jeans for $29.50 and a pair marked $19.99 (clearanced from $24.50). I just wanted to pay $40 and get 2 pairs. I finally had to show the guy (he probably has or was a bastard arm-swinging gymnast child) that $29.50 + $19.99 was less than $40 and that he should knock off $9.49 to make it square. “But it’s on clearance” he said, “The non-clearance pair over there (exactly the same pair of jeans sans a pink sticker) is more and I just want 2 for $40.” I finally won. Of course I first had to refuse to sign up for an Old Navy charge, cause we all need a credit card to every freakin’ store. Isn’t one Visa/MC good enough anymore? 10% off of $50 isn’t worth the time it would take me to figure out how to cancel the piece of crap card anyway.
Out of Old Navy, headed back to work. Raining like a mofo. Stopped at Wendy’s for some lunch. The line was a mile long, but I waiting patiently. I should have heard them all whispering “sucker!” after finally arriving at the clown face thingy to order. I was greeted not with, “Hi, may I take your order?” but instead I got “Hi, Welcome to Wendy’s home of some stuff and we are currently featuring something else, would you like to try a frosty or a value meal today” Me: after awaking from my nap, “No, thanks” Just a Spicy Chicken add ketchup and mustard. “Would you like to make it a value meal?” “No, Martha, I want chicken on a bun, with ketchup and mustard, no fries, no drink, can you handle that?” I pulled forward, paying with my credit card, the Visa one, not the Wendy’s/Old Navy/AE/Best Buy/whatever else company always wants you to get their freakin credit cards, the man who took it looked like he was trying to memorize the numbers so he could buy Russian anime porn on the ‘net later tonight. I uneasily accepted it back and headed to the next window. Before I could even stop the car, my food was thrust upon me like some kind or Orwellian assembly line. My coke quickly followed. I headed back to work.
They didn’t get the chicken right!
Defeated by the whole of society, I decided to spend the rest of the afternoon playing with this site and just jackin’ around in general.