The jewels call me

I work nights in my full time career as a restaurant manager. I have been in the same line of work basically since I was 17. It's in my blood and I have had a great time doing it but I am getting older and standing 10 hours a day can take a toll on the joints. The best part of my job is that it is always changing with new staff and customers and there are always new challenges to tackle with each shift.

All that aside, once I turned 40 I started to realize that as much as I love what I do, I don't think I want to be standing 10 hours a day when I am in my 60's. I think that by the time I hit my next decade I would like to be in a different chapter workwise..which brings me to jewelry.

A few years back one of my best friends in the world, Bea, took a jewelry class. She was having such a great time doing it that it became infectious and my other best buddy..I shall call her Carudja, Queen of the Pig Gypsies just for old times sake got hooked as well. So now it was my turn to drink the KoolAid and try beading. I fell in love and have not stopped. It is just the creative outlet I needed. I can't thank Bea enough for taking that class and introducing me to something that has given me such joy!!

Unfortunately I have had tendonitis in my right hand for two months now, but no worries because I go under the knife for a simple procedure tomorrow and will hopefully be good as new and healed up in about 10 days. Once that happens, there will be no stopping me and hopefully jewelry making will be a part of my future for a long time to come.

and so it begins...

I have two very well spoken and creative friends who have been blogging for a while. They always tell me that I should get in on the game but something always stops me..insert rationalization of choice here. But sitting here tonight in a Valium haze, I figured "Why not"? I also wondered why I saw the Care Bears walking by but that is another story.

I am soon to be 44 and have yet again not acheived the same goals that I set for myself every year. You know the ones that start with..by my next birthday I will lose weight, get out of debt, get laid, etc. Anyway, they never seem to happen because of one thing or another.

Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining ( well maybe a little). I am a very lucky person. I come from a very close, very functional family. I have great friends who I have known since Jesus was in second grade, and fabulous nieces and nephews who adore me because I encourage fart jokes and ask them to worship Mel Brooks as a god.

I sit reading my friends blogs and realize that it really is a great way to connect with other people and talk about all types of stuff, both funny and sometimes painful. I think that is the reason why I finally decided to start my own page, because maybe if I talk about goals, I might actually achieve some.

By the way, if I do say something that you feel would qualify as a rationalization, feel free to throw the Bullshit flag!!!