Holy Crap!

I can't believe how long it has been since I started (and immediately abandoned) this blog. Since that time, I feel like a million things have happened.  My life has certainly changed.  Let's see if I can recap almost five years in a few sentences.  In no real order:  I survived a near-fatal illness, moved 3 times, got a grad degree, ended a bad relationship, started a great relationship, moved in and then out of my parents home, bought a house, moved in with my boyfriend, and started a 40-hour-a-week job that has basically become my life for the past few years.

Working for a state mental health agency has been an amazing experience, but there have been a few downsides to it. Primarily, I have much less time for myself and others.  I also find that I am more of a home-body than ever.  It takes a lot of time and effort to stay current with "what's cool" and most of my free time is spent trying to desperately grasp at a personal life and keep up with the latest trends (is Katy Perry still cool?).

Being a person with a disability and working is very difficult.  During the week I spend a lot of my home time resting.  Having a mostly-desk job has done a number on my neck and back and I am starting to reaaaally pay the consequences.   I don't know if it is disability or simply old-age, but I'm starting to creak like an old staircase.  I hear standing as often as you can is the "new cool thing"; I'm trying to do that often.  However, I'm not sure my therapy clients would like me towering over them, much less doing stretches or yoga poses during their sessions.

Despite my struggles, I am grateful that I have been able to maintain a 40 hour work week.  Once I was in school and really started thinking about my career, I always thought in the back of my mind that working a job like this might be too much for me.  I now know that I can handle it and I try not to take that for granted.