I’ve gotten lazy with the blogging. In all honesty, it just seems like so much work to write anything nowadays when my emotional energy is going into adjusting to a new job and a new dog.
So… here’s what’s been going on:
I have not yet made any sales with Aflac, which means that I have not been paid. I’m trying to be okay with it, however, I did have my very first appointment scheduled for last week, and the guy stood us (my manager and me) up. This is demoralizing, so I went online and applied for a bunch of salaried jobs right after the waiting forever for the no-show.
Even though this is demoralizing, I still believe this might work and be awesome. I don’t believe that every moment of every day, but I believe it about half of the time.
Last week, my manager and I sat down with Lori, which was a networking meeting rather than a sales meeting, and he got my name wrong like 6 times. To be fair, he got it right about 4 times, and seems to finally have it down. He was switching back and forth between calling me Katie and Kelly. I completely forgot about it, and thus, did not warn Lori. She is a great friend, however, and did not giggle or even break into a smile.
This morning, I enjoyed a regional sales meeting, where I got to talk with some other sales associates, and they were delightful. Also, we prayed before the meeting started, which is kind of amazing.
In regards to Moose, I’ve discovered that his digestive tract does not do well with peanut butter. Also, he does not like it when I try to get thorns out of his foot, or when people touch him in a way he wasn’t expecting (especially with people he doesn’t know super well). He’s kind of a squealing sissy about it, and will sometimes even make scared screachy noises when nothing has happened. He might be lying on the couch, not moving, not doing anything, and, all of a sudden, he’ll let loose a random yelp. I have ruled out all medical causes for this behavior, because it decreases inversely with his confidence and trust level. The more he trusts me, the less he squeals.
Also, Moose isn’t particularly motivated about greeting people at the door when they get home. I’ve made a big deal out of it every time I walk in the door, so he’s getting better with me, but he pretty much ignores Kendra when she gets home, even though she’s now gone during the week, working in Phoenix.
I’ve realized I have the unfortunate tendency to compare Moose to my previous dog, which is really unfair. He isn’t as smart or tough as she was. Also, he doesn’t chase balls or eat ice cubes. I keep trying to make him more like Annabelle was, but he is delightful in his own ways. We’ll figure it out.
I have taken tons of pictures of things I’ve cooked, and I will eventually post another picture book kitchen thing, but it’s probably going to be awhile because it takes such a long time to upload everything.
Otherwise, I’m missing the Hilsts quite a lot lately, but writing letters to Ashly has gotten me very motivated with the snail-mail and it’s given me a way to support my grandmother a bit. She never writes me back, but I’m enjoying writing letters the old-fashioned way, and my mother says going to the mailbox is a highlight of her day.
I’m way behind on reading. I set myself the goal of a book a week, like I did last year, but I don’t think I’m going to make it. I also haven’t been actively working on the manuscript, but I think I’ll have a good season of hard work with it soon – things have needed settling and organization in my brain, and I’m closing in on the revisions I think I want to make.
Much love, Readers.