I have a tiny obsession. Just a tiny one. Maybe not so tiny. I love Jimmy Fallon. Whenever I need a laugh, this is where I go. I could go on for a while about my love for the genius that is Jimmy Fallon, but I will spare you and just leave you with this treasure.
Can we just talk for a minute about the genius of Gilmore Girls? Probably once a year, I will watch the series from beginning to end and I never get tired of it. Sure, there are some episodes I like less than others (basically the first half of season 6) and some I like more than others (basically the entire third season — aka The Dave Rygalski season).
From the dialogue, to the music, to the quirky characters to the fashion, I was hooked from day one. But, despite all of those wonderful things, the thing I love the most about Gilmore Girls is that it is something that bonds me and my mom and my sister (and now my sister in law too). When the series was on its original run, I would watch it every week with Marni (and usually mom too). Whenever Marni and I want to watch something, but aren’t sure what, we always go for Gilmore Girls. Also, if you were to read our iMessage log, I’d say about 70% is filled with random quotes from the episodes we are watching that day.
If you haven’t watched the show yet, first how have you survived without it thus far? And second, get onto your Netflix account and start watching. You won’t regret it (and if you do, I’m not sure if we can be friends).
Today I have officially started my unemployment. I think it may take a while for it to sink in that I don’t have a job, as it just feels like a regular day of today.
Just over a month ago, I was informed at work that in the new year, I would have to change my availability (I was working 8-4, Monday to Friday — bascially unheard of in the retail world), and that I would not be guaranteed my forty hours a week. After that conversation, I knew a change had to be made. I was dead set against working evenings and weekends, which I know may make me sound spoiled, but I did that for about 9 years of my working life, and have really enjoyed the last year of Christopher and I having the same work schedule. Our first year of marriage, we were both in school and working and it was rare to spend more than two hours a day together. I have no desire to ever go back to that.
I had a few interviews at other jobs, but none of them worked out. I can now see that that was actually a blessing in disguise. A few weeks ago, Christopher and I were talking about my situation, about what I was going to do (because I wanted to quit my job before Christmas). We talked about my frustration with my job, the frustration of not finding something. Then I just had thought, why don’t I go back to school in January? The more we talked about it, the more it made sense. In April of 2013, I decided to take some time off from school for numerous reasons, and was unsure of whether or not I wanted to go back. But for about six months now, I have had this nagging feeling that I needed to finish my degree. Regardless of my future career, I need to finish what I started seven years ago when I started my bachelor of arts.
I am really looking forward to being able to focus on my education for a while. I have always loved school, but anxiety, work and other distractions took the enjoyment out of my last two years.
I feel so blessed to have such a supportive husband who just wants me to be happy. We are incredibly lucky that we are able to live off of Christopher’s income right now (though it means I have to cut down my trips to Sephora down quite a bit). And bonus, for the next month I get to live out my dream of being a stay-at-home wife.