...another list...

Since I can remember I have been operating with lists. To-do, pro-con, grocery...you name it...I'm a fan - things always seem clear in list format. Thus, today I bring you a list. A to-do list of sorts, one that includes things I wish to do/see/accomplish, preferably in some sort of timely manner.

In no particular order...

- learn at least one more language

- travel - everywhere

- take an extensive road trip

- live in a big city, again, where public transit occurs daily

- eat healthily

- learn to cook a wider variety of tasty foods

- work at a job I enjoy - one that has a constantly changing/evolving work environment allowing for continuous growth, learning and development

- ride on a sailboat

- learn to drive a stick-shift...without awkward stalling

- work out, walk, and/or hike daily

- live in a place I really enjoy

- be content..in a really happy kind of way

- volunteer

- play music

- learn continuously

- read an array of books

- plant and maintain a small garden of herbs...for cooking, in case that needed to be clarified

- keep up with the news, worldly and otherwise

- try new things

- love and be loved

- learn more about different cultures

- make a positive impact

- live in a clean and organized place

- learn to dance...in an un-spazztaztic manner

- live by a large body of water

- live near mountains

- go back to Barcelona

- learn more about wine..and cheese

- have a hammock on my deck/porch

- get a huge dog to play with Autumn

- train Autumn

- travel to every continent and live as the locals do

- learn to love naps a little bit less

In the meantime...

I'd really love to find a job...one single job...that pays all of my bills with a bit of money left over. One in which I can learn and grow. For every part of me that enjoys routine and knowing, I really desire employment in a fast paced, constantly changing environment. I enjoy the excitement of learning new things and keeping things interesting. Now, if this job happened to be in a city, such as Denver, I would find that to be ideal.

I'd also like to know how one finds the niche jobs. Things like working for a company that allows you to travel internationally and bridge cultural gaps. Or work with musicians/music groups who wish to take an international tour...working out all the details of the itinerary etc etc.

Once I've found this one single job that pays all of my bills...I'd like to develop a routine that involves a healthy lifestyle (eating right, frequent exercise, etc), learning daily, and moving forward. I wish to say goodbye to limbo-land.

Unrelated...

I enjoy iced coffee and clean laundry.

...hasta luego...

same song, second verse, a little bit louder...

Today's activities have included an ice- cream sandwich for breakfast, a few cups of coffee, cleaning and wonderful Pandora throughout the morning.

Over the past year I can't help but continuously return to the irony that is free time and no money vs money and no free time. I continue to live paycheck to paycheck, something I don't think I will ever get used to. I find myself reminiscing about my time in Barcelona, walking the streets and frequenting the market for fresh produce and other delicious items. I recall how content I am when presented with the opportunity to learn new things everyday in an interesting environment. I grow disappointed when I think about how long it has been since I have felt that...which brings me back to money, or lack-there-of. (Thus the title of this blog...I feel I have mentioned this nonsense before.)

Along these lines I am being badgered by the impending doom that is represented by July 31. One may say "impending doom" seems a little dramatic, yet I argue it to be a fitting label. July 31 will hopefully mean the end of this era, and the beginning of a new and better one. However, the minor details that fall dependent include: a job...that pays, a place to move - city and home, and a plethora of decisions to be made. While I am currently employed, I hesitate to remain in a city in which I am unhappy for jobs that barely make ends meet; however, a move is quite costly. I've often thought about being a migrant with Autumn and just exploring, seeing where I end up. But even a migratory figure needs some cash-flow. It all seems pretty silly to me. =)

Still daydreaming about answers and hoping all is resolved in the very near future. At that point, a happy blog will be posted and I will appear a significantly less melancholy figure...not that this one isn't fun ;)

who knows?

The musings continue...much like my random hiccups. I feel soon I could become famous for them as they become known throughout my new employments and acquaintances. How...special?

After being officially done with school, for real this time, being employed again, and moving towards the next steps of life it seems I am confronted with nothing but questions. Limbo-land is unbelievably frustrating and beyond old. I feel like I have been here since February, and I will welcome clarity as soon as it presents itself to me.

The same questions remain, with unknown answers. Where am I going, what I am doing, how will I fulfill my potential...what is my potential, who will I become, how will I make a positive impact, where does the unbeaten path lead, what do I follow?

After that, one can't help but wonder, if money weren't an issue where would we be? What would we do? How would we live? As much as I would like to claim money is simply material, without it it's difficult to pursue any/all areas of dreams. It's also immensely frustrating that without money people cannot pursue education, good healthcare, healthy food, a decent standard of living..and often...the simple notion of hope. How does one change that? As I work two low-paying jobs I wonder how people with families in the United States make ends meet? As I work several hours a week I wonder how working parents know and raise their children, when, in order to provide for their children they must work excessive hours at their jobs? All things related to growing up seem utterly terrifying and unknown...I suppose a part of life...but scary none-the-less.

Along the lines of growing up, are those of staying young. How does one balance the desire to stay young at heart, while moving on to the next stage of ones life? Paying bills and rent paycheck to paycheck is far from ideal, but a 9-5 office jobs seems like it could squash many spirits. How does one determine the correct path for them?

Travel. I desire travel...domestic and abroad. Yet, to do so, involves money. I detect a pattern...

Teach me more languages. I wish to know more and to connect with people at a global level. The world is shrinking, yet will continue to be in conflict unless we learn about one another. How do we bridge the gap between cultures? Open minds and knowledge are imperative...

Music. Music is the universal language, and I miss actively participating in the music community. After recently playing in a symphonic orchestra I remembered the community that is developed around a common love for music. I got a tattoo of a bass and treble clef, united, representing the importance of music in my life...I hope it can soon become an active part of my daily life...beyond listening to Pandora/iTunes/the radio.

In short...I welcome answers to any and all areas of pondering anytime...in the meantime...I keep working and enjoying my pup, living day to day...hoping some clarity will come in my near future.

Spring and other musings.

Why does fancier, more expensive food mean smaller portions?

In a nation claiming to be concerned about health why are healthy options more expensive than unhealthy?

Why can you get free refills on pop, but not on milk?

After three sweet potatoes in less than a week I am officially over all sweet potato intrigue.

I thought after college the importance of filling in the correct bubbles on surveys/tests would no longer be important. Then I began applying for endless amounts of jobs. There are even more bubbles to fill in than there were during gen ed courses in college. yikes.

Spring is in the air...which means summer is coming...which means:

- I hope I am out of KS and into Denver by August.

- I am reminded of the warm weather female attire that I always find extremely awkward

- I am also reminded of the fact that I lack style - even more so in the heat than in the cold

- Nighttime is even better - the cool breeze and endless possibilities brought by stars in the sky

- The desire to travel becomes more than overwhelming

- Grilling anything seems like the best idea for dinner

- I remember how much I hate the smell of sunscreen and the feel of bug spray, but just how important these components are in my survival of the seasons

- I still think it would be wonderful to live by a large body of water

- I am only going to be young once - how do I make the most of it?

- Everyone I know is breaking up or getting together and it all seems quite messy

- It becomes increasingly difficult to sit inside all day

- Swimsuits are coming. Yuck.

- Shorts. Who invented the fit of girls shorts? Awkward.

- Freckles. They appear. and multiply at rapid rates.

- I wish I knew how to toss/catch a frisbee amongst all other outdoor sports people like to gather and play when it gets nice outside.

- Iced coffee starts to sound a lot better than hot coffee

- Allergies have returned, looking to strike whenever possible.

- It is too warm to wear hoodies - a most unfortunate happening.

More musings to come - next topic - jobs...interesting ones I make up in my free time.

Some things to note.

Given my current lack of employment I seem to have an excessive amount of time to ponder. Always healthy in the world of an overactive mind. I have noted a few things about myself and my surroundings - all fascinating of course. I shall now include a brief look into my world over the past couple of weeks.

Taking more than one dog on a walk at the same time is always comically awkward. A few mental images of hypothetical situations include:

- leashes do not deter from the excitement of wrestling

- squirrels. birds. people. trash. - all verrry exciting elements worthy of ambitions bolting

- the middle of the street is an excellent fighting spot

- if there is muddy water, it should be rolled in

- it is best to relieve one's pupself near heavily people-populated areas

- it is best to completely entangle the human whenever possible

- it's fun to "share" a stick/pine-cone while trying to race

- all actions that could potentially result in tripping the human or pulling their arms out of their sockets due to immense pulling should be done frequently

Career Fair

- If you can't find any specific information about which employers will be attending...bad

- However. If you wish to attend technical school, work at a call center, or join the armed forces, definitely attend the random Career Fair, there will be several options for you.

Random

- Sweet potato fries - homemade - my latest intrigue

- Enjoying the activity of baking and cooking homemade, healthy food is great...until you're poor

- I may need about a bajillion more candles to rid my room of the wet-dog smell that happens when you have 200lbs worth of dogs roaming around.

- I look forward to the day when my stomach stops trying to punch me in the face

- I am a saver. I save funds and gift cards, for extended periods of time, and allocate them with very thought out, specific intentions. Having to dip into those funds for things like rent...and bills...and the cheapest groceries one can find is immensely frustrating.

- I wish to move to downtown Denver with my pup. To do so I need a job. Arg.

- Milk is my favorite beverage. Skim.

So. There you have it. Hasta luego.

the endless joys of working in food service

So - to spice things up in my life, I got the brilliant idea to start working as a waitress the summer after my freshman year in college. Thus began the tales associated with working in the food industry - something everyone should experience during their lifetime. However, something I found to be most interesting, the joys of the food industry are not limited to the United States, they extend to a global level.

My personal experiences include work in country clubs, a tapas bar in Spain, a medium-scale restaurant in Manhattan, KS and an upscale restaurant in Lawrence, KS. Oh the joy and excitement of living table to table, hoping they tip you enough to make rent, bills, student loans, and pup costs.

Some hints for those of you that eat at restaurants:

• $2 or $2 and some change is not a good tip
• wait staff typically makes around $2.13/hr plus tips, so calculate that in to what you leave behind
• while waiting tables requires no significant training or education, it is one of the toughest jobs a person can have - what would you do if you had to wait on seven of your mothers-in-law, plus your nasty high school Science teacher, the bitter woman next door, and the cocky man that thinks snide comments to the waitress are ok?
• pick up after yourself and your kid - no one likes macaroni ground into the carpet, salt all over the table, or other icky things left behind - just because you thought "well, someone will clean that up"
• if you leave a huge mess - leave a huge tip - we'll care less about the mess
• winking is awkward
• ordering the fried chicken grilled with steamed veggies instead of fries and a small side of extra dressing, minimal ice in your drink - also, perhaps could you please have a couple of extra lemon slices? - all super...just realize if it doesn't come out right it's because you waiter has more than one table, the kitchen is slammed, and that many special requests just annoys people - just order the grilled chicken entree

Another perk of working in the food service industry is the boss is always crazy. They cut corners, they don't pay the employees enough, they demand - not ask - the wait staff to do nonsense, and the way the task is completed is never good enough. Some personal favorites of mine include:

• "The carpet cleaner isn't coming until Friday, I need you to hand wash the carpet on the stairs and in the basement?"
• "Go to the kitchen and get the salads!" *on way to kitchen* "Why did you not take their order? Why do they not have their salads?!"
• "You're not mopping correctly. Let me show you how it is done." "Try again, same area, not good enough." - literally 45min. later we were still mopping the same area.
• "You will show every table the dessert plate. If you do not you will be taken off the floor chart and will no longer wait on tables until we decide you are ready for that responsibility."
• "We like to get silverware from garage sales, it saves a lot of money."
• "You need to put more ice in people's drinks, we don't want to give soda away here."
• "Tonight, we are going to have a competition..."
• "Did I just see you carry out that basket of bread without a tray? That is not how we do it here."
• "You may not stand in the kitchen. You may not stand by the host stand. You may not stand by the bar. You may not stand in the lounge." - This leaves you to walk in circles around the restaurant...like a moron.
• "Don't talk about your tips in front of the kitchen staff, we have had cooks quit over the poor amount of money they are paid compared to the wait staff."

Really. It is all great stuff. Experiences of a lifetime. Soo many stories to share.

So. The next time you go out to eat, remember to tip and think about all the nonsense your server has/will deal with during their shift. Plus - when they go home, they smell like whatever the main ingredient is at the restaurant. It's never good, and it's always potent.

So it begins.

I never thought the day would come, but it seems I've caught the blogging bug.

For those of you that have spent any time with me, you've heard the random hiccups. They're awkward and quite bizarre, much like the happenings in my world. Thus begins the tales of nonsense I encounter...blog style.

College and your twenty-something's are often labeled, "the time of your life," or noted as the, "perfect moment to do anything," because you're young and the world is full of opportunities. However, what people forget to tell you is it is also the time in your life where everything becomes a question and you're constantly hoping you make rent, bills and student loan payments. Thus, with my first entry I leave you with a list of questions. What else would you expect? ;)

1. What do I want my direction to be?

2. How do I make a positive impact in the community and world in which I live?

3. How do I find fulfillment from my job?

4. How do I get a job - not working as a waitress, but an "actual" job?

5. Do I want to go abroad again for an extended meaningful experience, or was it a fun escape for 7months in Barcelona as a sophomore, and not so much for right now?

6. Why did anyone think high heels were a good idea?

7. What do I do if I don't want to grow up?

8. How will I reach the level of potential that I was once said to have?

9. Why must everything cost so much money?

10. When will I stop wanting to nap, regardless of what time I went to bed the night before?

11. How do I ensure that down the road I will have no regrets and have lived life to the fullest, while still maintaining a relatively high level of practicality in my life? (like...holding a job that allows me to pay for all of my living expenses without missing out on the living aspects of life)

etc. etc. etc. I'll keep the rest to myself for the time being. Until then - enjoy your day. =)