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80s TV shows = Time Machine!

I don’t think of myself as much of a TV watcher, but I’ve noticed I’ve been posting about TV shows lately. Go figure. I do sometimes have the TV on, especially if it’s a weekend my son’s off spending the weekend with his dad. In a weird way, the white noise keeps me company. So in this white noise fog, I’ve made an interesting discovery. Time machines do exist!!!

Tonight I was doing some work after my son went to bed, and I heard the familiar refrains of that popular sitcom “Cheers.”

I was suddenly transported back to the 90s when I was married. I remembered a former co-worker I haven’t thought of in years, who was a huge Cheers fan. She even went to Boston to visit the place that inspired the series. I had a mini trip down memory lane.

As interesting as that was, it’s nothing compared to the feeling I get when I hear the theme song of “Too Close for Comfort.”

Hearing the theme song and watching an episode really takes me waaaaaayyyy back. For some reason it also makes me think of a cousin who lived down the road from us for a few years. We must’ve watched the show together at times. Otherwise, why does the show make me think of her? It’s more than just thinking of people, though, and reminiscing. I get a visceral feeling, almost like I’ve stepped back to a different time. It’s more tangible than just thinking back. It has to be the music, the sounds, and the way it imprints a feeling or sensation in some remote wrinkle of our brains. It’s an amazing feeling. Like an addict chasing a high, I’ve found myself flipping to the channels that play the old reruns, looking for that window to the past. Time machines do exist.

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I should know better . . .

. . . than to say I have laundry under control.  Seriously.  Just when I think I’ve conquered it – BOOM!! – the laundry pile is suddenly a mountain that threatens to come crashing down on top of me if I don’t start up the washer pronto.  I know it’s never-ending, so why the heck I said it’s under control is beyond me.  I know better!! 🙂 

I think I’ll start of new category of “I should know better …”s.  I’ve got a bunch of them!  I’m a smart gal, at least in some areas, but sometimes I do make the same mistakes a couple of times.  The laundry comment is minor, yes, but let’s see what else I can come up with.  What about you?   Anyone want to share their own “I should know better” moments?  Names can be change to protect the humiliated. 🙂

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Paranormal Preoccupation

Blame it on the cooler weather, the Halloween decorations in the stores, or just my gloomy disposition of late, but I have a slight preoccupation with TV shows dealing with paranormal activity.  Thanks to Hulu, I’ve been watching episodes of “Ghost Hunters” and “Ghost Hunters International.”  Those are my favorites.  I even clicked over to catch “Ghost Hunters Academy” — I would be an excellent investigator!  (At least in my mind I would.  In reality, I’d probably high-tail it outta there at the first squeaky door.  I mean, these people are in strange places.  In the dark.  Trying to communicate with the other side.  Eeeeeeeeeekkkkkkk!) 

I watched one clip from “Ghost Adventurer” (or “Ghost Adventures,” one of the two) and immediately didn’t like that one.  The main guy is overly dramatic.  A bug flew toward the light and hit him on the arm and he swore it was the hand of a ghost.  Please.  It was clearly a bug.   I have no idea if this paranormal stuff is legit, but don’t do the hard sell and try to tell me a bug is some spectral hand.  With my intelligence insulted, I haven’t watched anymore clips from that show.

Instead I moved on to “Celebrity Paranormal Project.”  I’ve watched only one episode, the pilot.  I love the history behind these haunted places, and the concept of putting people in them out in the middle of nowhere, without even a crew — my, oh my it was almost more than I could bear.  And some of the celebs really got creeped out, which really creeped me out.  There’s no way in heck you could make me go into some abandoned building by myself.  Maybe I’m especially macabre, but if I were a celebrity, I would be freaked out wondering if someone wasn’t shooting a snuff film starring me!  The downside of this show was that some effects were added, darkness rolled in, a shadow ran across the screen.  Sure it’s embellished, and in my opinion it would have been stronger without that.  The embellishments cheapened it when it was scary enough as it was.  I may eventually revisit this show and catch a few more episodes, but for now I’ve moved on.

My latest fixation is “Paranormal State.”  This is a group of college kids doing the same sort of thing as “Ghost Hunters.”  It’s entertaining.  Not as much historical background as Ghost Hunters, but it’s also a shorter show.  The really scary thing is that there are some 22 full episodes on Hulu, which translates into hours of TV watching should I choose to indulge, and this weekend I have.  It’s Saturday, my son’s with his dad this weekend, I’ve cleaned house, I’ve done laundry, I bathed the dog, I ran some errands . . . and then I’ve watched 8 episodes of “Paranormal State.”  My phone just rang and I just about jumped out of my chair.  I think it’s safe to say I should call it a night.  And I might have to sleep with the light on.

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I know, I know

I haven’t written.  I’ve been licking my wounds in an attempt to recover from what I thought was my ticket out of this job, a new opportunity, the answer to my prayers. . . the interview went well, I got the job offer, I was excited.  And then the salary.  Are you kidding me?  It was lateral, at best.  What’s my incentive to move?  I countered, they came back with an additional $1k tacked on.  I was soooooooo upset.  I cried and cried.  I toyed with the idea of accepting, just so I could move on to something else, but that night I woke up twice in a panic, sitting bolt upright in bed, thinking What have I done?  So when I really got up in the morning, I knew no one was forcing me to take this position, that as much as I want out and want to move on, I don’t have to take whatever presents itself.  I can choose.

It was with much disappointment that I declined the offer, but not without beating myself up about it first.  Am I not “worth” a decent salary?  Did I somehow come off as a loser in my interview?  What did I do to rate such an offer?  I keep telling myself it’s not me, it’s this economy.  Employers know a lot of people are without jobs and will take whatever they can get to get by.  Heck, I’m in that situation myself.  I’m grateful to have  a job, but this isn’t what I want to be doing a year from now.  Knowing that, employers can offer lower salaries and see who bites.  That’s what I think anyway.  And someone will take that position and be glad to have it.  I’m happy for that person.  Now if I could just get my own little ray of sunshine in the job search. 🙂

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The Prodigal Daughter?

Testing.  Is this thing on?  I’ve neglected my poor blog.  We went on vacation, and once we got back, I got carried away by the minutia of life.  I didn’t forget my blog; I just haven’t made time for it.  And it shows in my everyday frustration.  Writing keeps me sane, whether anyone reads it or not, and having been away, I’ve been losing out on all those feel-good endorphins I get from clicking away on my keyboard.  Granted, I click away on my keyboard all day at work, but it’s just not the same. 

So, I’m reprioritizing.  The blog is back.  Or more accurately, I’m back at the blog.  I’ve got a million things I could cover.  I’m still on the job hunt, but recent offers have me questioning if all this effort is worth a lateral move.  It’s so frustrating.  I feel like upward mobility has completely stalled out.  Are other people having this experience or is it just me?  I have more education than I had 10 years ago, lots more, but looking at my salary, you’d never guess that.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful to have a job that keeps a roof over our heads, clothes on our backs, food on the table, and gas in the car.  But I want more.  I’m not extravagant, either; I’m just looking for more comfort and security.  Writing has always brought me comfort, so I’ve got to find my way back.  Have to find those precious few minutes when I can do what I love.  So, with the blog as a priority once again, I’ll plan on seeing you tomorrow.  Hope you’ve been well!

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Follow-up on the Interview

You know the interview I mentioned here?  It turned out to be the strangest interview I’ve been on, by far.  It’s a small company and the lady whose 3rd in charge is looking for her replacement as she moves on to different areas of responsibility in the company.  This is who interviewed me.  Several times she said, “Tell me everything you know about _____.”  I started by stating the highpoints, sort of putting things in a nutshell but not knowing what she was looking for, I asked her what aspect of this topic she was interested in, because frankly there are volumes written about these topics and the regulations change, etc.  She listened to me for a few minutes, but then  she told me how she was around “in the beginning” so she knew these things  inside and out.  Great.  But then she proceeded to question me this way on multiple topics.  “Tell me everything you know about ____.”  She also threw in some questions asking about what I’d done before.  I seriously wanted to ask the woman if she’d read my resume.  It clearly states what I’ve done and haven’t done.  But like I said, this was the strangest interview I’ve ever been on. 

She grilled me like this for an hour and fifteen minutes, and after I left and had time to mull things over, I started thinking this probably wasn’t a position I would want anyway.  I think the interview said a lot about her personality and her very high opinion of herself.  Granted, she’s probably very good at what she does and if I could tolerate the self-importance I could probably learn a lot from her, but I don’t think it would be an environment I would be happy in.  Oh well, easy come, easy go.

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Back to Reality: or, more accurately, the post vacation blues

I’m back home now.  We traveled far.  We saw lots of scenery.  It was a grand adventure.  And I would share it with you in all its photographic glory, except I left my camera in Wyoming.  Yes, I set it down while watching a film on historic Fort Laramie and walked right off without it.  I didn’t know it was missing until somewhere in Nebraska.  (Chimney Rock, specifically.)  I tried not to panic, but we were on the homestretch of our trip.  Days of photos are on that camera, and these aren’t poses you can just recreate.  If they’re gone, they’re gone.  I tried calling the Fort, but was having trouble getting through.  Western Nebraska and my cell phone service weren’t mixing well.  I finally did get through, but by then they were closed.  I had a restless night.  I hoped that someone hadn’t decided they were the proud new owners of a digital camera.  Not that it’s special or really nice or anything exceptional.  But it held my memories of the trip thus far.

The next morning I groggily called the Fort again.  I was barely awake, sounded like a trucker who smokes two packs a day and hadn’t had her morning coffee, but I had to know if someone had been kind enough to turn in my camera.  Had I really left it at the Fort?  Or did I absent-mindedly toss it in the trash when I’d cleaned up after we had our picnic lunch?  Or did I leave it in the bathroom at the Bachelor Soldiers Barracks?  Where was it?  Would I get it back?  While we were at Yellowstone, I overheard my mother say to my father, “This might be our last time to be here” and those words stuck with me and haunted me as I wondered if I would have any photographic memories of this trip at all! 

I reached a real person that morning, who had me describe my camera, said it had been found and they would mail it to me.  Such relief!!  I wanted to cry.   That was a few days ago.  My camera hasn’t arrived yet, and I began to wonder if I dreamed the phone call, so this afternoon I called the fort again.  They assured me my camera was mailed and should be arriving soon. 

You may be wondering why we didn’t turn around and go back to get it, but we were several hours away and by the time we would’ve gotten there, they would’ve been closed.  Besides, who knew if it would even be there?  We just didn’t have that much time in our “budget” to backtrack that far.  I decided calling would be the most practical answer.

So now we’re back and I’ve been back at work two days.  They rearranged sections of the office while I was gone and now I have a nice corner cubicle with windows in front and behind/beside me.  I should be excited. Instead, I’ve got the post-vacation blues.  I’ve come to fully realize how much I dislike my job.  How mind-numbing and pointless it is.  Being there all day has me feeling like a caged animal.  But is it really my job?  Or is this merely a result of me being tired and road-worn and, as a result, less patient?  All I know is I don’t like feeling this way, and as trying as it could be at times traveling with family members who are used to a variety of schedules, I would take that any day over my day in the cube. 

Anyway, photos and stories to follow  as soon as I get my camera back.  I hope it’s soon!

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