Sorry to sound like a broken record, folks, but I had yet another baby dream last night! This one was mine, a girl, and she kind of popped out unexpectedly. Apparently, no one knew I was pregnant, including me, but it also wasn't a huge surprise. In fact, when I walked into work with my new baby, my boss actually said, in a surprisingly casual tone, "Well, I guess you can go on leave now." And then she proceeds to give me a month of maternity leave, just like that! This would never happen, even at a business that celebrates and encourages having babies and maternity leave for mothers. So while all this is going on, my new "baby" doesn't even look like a baby. She's more like a doll, a very realistic doll mind you, but one that looks more like a Cabbage Patch Kid than an actual baby.

So, who thinks I need to be analyzed?

Don't Worry Baby

Hahaha, oh boy, I can already tell that this is going to be one of those times when I obsessively blog because once I get started I can't stop.

Anyway, I forgot to mention that, as I was walking to work this morning, I was feeling all down and out about going in, when The Beach Boys' "Don't Worry Baby" comes on my Mp3 player. Another crazy random Beach Boys reference! And it made me feel better! I actually walked into work (it came on literally as I walked into my office building) with a smile on my face...weird!

I felt even better when a certain tall, dark drink of hot chocolate met me for lunch :-)

And another thing, just for laughs...our beloved cat, Hershel (aka Mr. Poopy-butt, Kershel McNershel, Crazy Bitch) has been exhibiting some, shall we say, rather randy behavior of late and we are at our wits' end. We were a little confused because he's neutered and other cat-owning folk say this is not normal. But apparently, it is (and is quite hilarious). Oh well, I guess we'll have to let him be a "teenage boy" for a while. God, I hope it stops at some point.

Oh man, it's been ages since I've posted. I can't believe I let it get this out of control. And now that I'm writing this, it seems almost silly to begin again, like I need to dust off that part of my brain a little bit more before I can properly organize my thoughts. It's true, my mind has been feeling a bit jumbled these days. I've been alternating between hating and loving my job, but mostly the former considering I'm working 12-hour days, and I'm feeling way overwhelmed and not feeling like any of it is worth it. But then I turn around and feel proud of the work I've done and proud to be a part of this small operation that produces this huge thing twice a year. I don't know, I really have to reassess once the issue is out and then see how I feel. I know I won't be there for much longer. We'll see.

Another subject of note is that this may be the first year I've noticed the time slipping away faster than I even know it. I seriously can't believe it's November...I know everyone says this, but I've always taken it for granted and now that it's happening to me too, I finally understand. I guess this is what it means to grow up and be an adult, huh? WTF!

I've been having some good times, though, thankfully, which is the main reason why I don't hate my life right now. Because, seriously, if my life were my job, as I imagine it is for many people, I don't know how I'd get through. I guess we all take a bit of our work into our personal lives from time to time, like the fact that I'm constantly editing every stupid little thing, looking for typos in other magazines, even editing my own damn thoughts! Another WTF for that one...sheesh!

You know, this is good, I'm glad I decided to post again. It's really helping me organize my thoughts...hmmm, could this be why people write in journals? Let's hope I can keep it up. Definitely once December comes around I'll have kept up some kind of consistent posting schedule...I'll be freeeeeee! If not, there's always January, when I start my writing class. That's write folks (haha pun intended), I've decided to sign up for the Gotham Writers' Workshop 6-week nonfiction course. Looking forward to it muchly. Hmmm, maybe it'll help me come up with a new way to express that thought without using made-up words...on second thought, I doubt it.